Arastatilis Weeps at the Coffin

From D5.38, Lamentations for Iskandar. It illustrates D5.38.5–10:

D5.38.5
Arastatilis the wise stood by the dead,With weeping crowds on every side outspread.
D5.38.6
He placed his hand upon the casket lid, And wept before the monarch whom it hid:
D5.38.7
“Where are your wit and learning, counsel’s grace,Now that this narrow coffin is your place?
D5.38.8
Why have you chosen dust to be your bed,So young, with so few years above your head?”
D5.38.9
The Roman sages gathered; one then cried:“O brazen elephant, whose strength has died,
D5.38.10
Who felled you, wounded you, and brought you low?Where did your foresight, poise, and counsel go?”