Of Ferdoosee. 57 
When the dust arose from the approaching 
army, 
The cheeks of our warriors turned pale: 
But I raised my mace, and urged them for- 
ward; 
I shouted so loud from the back of my courser 
That the earth revolved asa wheel before them. 
Courage resumed its seat in the breast of my 
soldiers, 
And with one consent they rushed to the battle. 
When Caucavee heard my voice, 
And saw the wounds of my ponderous mace, 
He came to meet me with his long noose, 
Rushing to the combat like a furious elephant. 
He wished to entangle me in the knot, 
But I leaped out of the way of danger, 
And, seizing my Caianian bow, 
I selected my choicest arrows,— 
_. Made them fly like eagles, 
And poured them upon him like flame. 
I thought to have pierced his brain, 
And nailed his helmet to his head, 
But he rushed from the cloud of dust like a 
mad elephant, 
His Indian sword in his hand, 
And approached me, O King, with so much 
fury, 
That even the mountains trembled. 
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