The Jewelled Whip Above the Gate

From D10.14, Bahram Slays Lions and Weds Arezu. It illustrates D10.14.158–169 (to D10.14.175):

D10.14.158
With shields and double-headed spears in hand,The troops came seeking Bahram through the land.
D10.14.159
The escort gathered round the jeweler’s gate,As though it were the Shah’s own court of state.
D10.14.160
All who recognized the whip drew near,And bowed before it with submissive fear.
D10.14.161
The porter saw the vast assembled crowd,The swordsmen and the spearmen calling loud.
D10.14.162
He ran and roused his sleeping lord from rest,And sobered him with news that struck his breast.
D10.14.163
He said, “Rise up; shake off your drunken sleep.Take heed: this is no hour for slumber deep.
D10.14.164
The world’s king came to this poor house to stay;Here you caroused and drank the night away.”
D10.14.165
The jeweler’s heart beat wildly at the word;He cried, “What say you? What have you heard?
D10.14.166
How have you traced the footsteps of the king?”Then truth descended with a sudden sting.
D10.14.167
He sprang up from the bedclothes with a shout,And scolded hard the porter in his doubt.
D10.14.168
“These are not words of wisdom or of age;What dream has made you speak in such a rage?”
D10.14.169
The slave replied, “Experienced man, attend:Who made you monarch of Iran, my friend?