Khosrow Sleeps at the House of God

From E6.9, Bahram’s Pursuit and Bandvi’s Rescue. It illustrates E6.9.14–22:

E6.9.14
Then Khosrow said, “Blessed elder, tell me plain:Have you no wine to ease the heart of pain?”
E6.9.15
The bishop said, “We make clear wine from dates;But little now remains within our gates.
E6.9.16
Like rosewater it shines, both pure and bright,And red as garnet in the shining light.”
E6.9.17
He brought a cup whose color struck the eye,And dimmed the hue of Sol within the sky.
E6.9.18
Khosrow drank three, then barley-bread he ate,While grief and wine contended with his fate.
E6.9.19
When ruddy wine had warmed his weary head,He slept where soft sand made his troubled bed.
E6.9.20
His head lay on Bandvi’s lap in trust,His soul grief-pierced, his fortune turned to dust.
E6.9.21
Just as he slept, the bishop, old and wise,Came near and spoke of what had met his eyes.
E6.9.22
“Black clouds of dust have risen on the way;Behind them comes an armed and vast array.”