The Funeral Train Leaves Zabul

From C8.29, Bishutan Brings Esfandiyar Home. It illustrates C8.29.6–14:

C8.29.6
Then Rostam chose out forty camels tall,In Chinese brocade housings, one and all.
C8.29.7
Two camels bore the coffin of the slain;Troops flanked it, led, and followed in the train.
C8.29.8
With faces torn and hair plucked out, they criedHis name; their souls still sought him at their side.
C8.29.9
Tabiras overturned, the banners torn;In blue and purple, all were dressed to mourn.
C8.29.10
Before the troops, Bishutan led the steed,Its forelock, tail both shorn; a mournful deed.
C8.29.11
The saddle on its back was turned around;The gorz hung from the saddle, firmly bound.
C8.29.12
His famous helm and battle-coat he wore,His robes and warrior’s coif, the saddle bore.
C8.29.13
The troops moved on; young Bahman stayed to weepIn Zabul, shedding heart’s blood, anguish deep.
C8.29.14
The matchless Rostam took him to his hall,And cherished him as life through sorrow’s pall.