The Arrow in Farayin's Back

From E9.3, The Reign of Guraz, Also Called Farayin. It illustrates E9.3.51–62 (to E9.3.63):

E9.3.51
One day the monarch ordered forth the train,And rode out from the city to the plain.
E9.3.52
He went to hunt, and with him rode a bandOf Iranian lords and warriors of the land.
E9.3.53
He spurred his steed, as though his head were flame,Like Azargashasp, famed by its fiery name.
E9.3.54
The Pahlevans rode with him in the chase,And hunted, urging on their steeds apace.
E9.3.55
When they turned back toward the city gate,Shahran Guraz resolved to seal his fate.
E9.3.56
He chose a shaft from out his quiver’s store,Straight, steel-tipped, fit to drink a tyrant’s gore.
E9.3.57
He spurred his black steed while the watching bandBeheld the bow he carried in his hand.
E9.3.58
He raised the bow to breast and head in play,And nocked a shaft as though in sport that day.
E9.3.59
He drew until the point was hidden tight,Then loosed his thumb and let the shaft take flight.
E9.3.60
The arrow struck the monarch in the back;His loosened fingers let the whip fall slack.
E9.3.61
The shaft sank to its feathers, stained with red;Out through his navel thrust the iron head.
E9.3.62
Headlong he fell; his blood began to flowIn streams upon the trampled earth below.