Monks Draw the Shah from the Zark

From E10.11, The Death of Yazdegard. It illustrates E10.11.35–46 (to E10.11.57):

E10.11.35
As daylight came and people filled the way,Two noble men approached where Yazdegard lay.
E10.11.36
One austere monk approached the riverside,And saw the naked body in the tide.
E10.11.37
He hurried from the bank in wild dismay,And told the monks his news without delay:
E10.11.38
“The Shah lies naked in the waters dark,Within the turning whirlpool here at Zark.”
E10.11.39
Then monks and prelates hastened from each side,To mourn the monarch lying in the tide.
E10.11.40
A monk cried out in grief: “O noble man,O crown-possessor from the royal clan!
E10.11.41
No eye has seen a monarch in this plight;Before Christ, none had heard of such a sight.
E10.11.42
His wicked slave, that misbegotten hound,Has brought this shame upon the royal ground.
E10.11.43
He fawned upon his lord, then brought him low;May Mahwi reap the curses that we sow.
E10.11.44
Woe for the head and crown, the stature tall,For heart and wisdom, counsel; woe for all.
E10.11.45
Woe for the royal line once held so dear,Woe for Ardeshir’s last descendant here.
E10.11.46
Woe for the Sasanian throne, its lost renown,Its farr, its stature, the Kayanian crown.