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And the first grey of morning fill'd the east	A
And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream	B
But all the Tartar camp along the stream	B
Was hush'd and still the men were plunged in sleep	C
Sohrab alone he slept not all night long	D
He had lain wakeful tossing on his bed	E
But when the grey dawn stole into his tent	F
He rose and clad himself and girt his sword	G
And took his horseman's cloak and left his tent	F
And went abroad into the cold wet fog	H
Through the dim camp to Peran Wisa's tent	F
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Through the black Tartar tents he pass'd which stood	I
Clustering like bee hives on the low flat strand	J
Of Oxus where the summer floods o'erflow	K
When the sun melts the snows in high Pamere	L
Through the black tents he pass'd o'er that low strand	J
And to a hillock came a little back	M
From the stream's brink the spot where first a boat	N
Crossing the stream in summer scrapes the land	J
The men of former times had crown'd the top	O
With a clay fort but that was fall'n and now	P
The Tartars built there Peran Wisa's tent	F
A dome of laths and o'er it felts were spread	E
And Sohrab came there and went in and stood	I
Upon the thick piled carpets in the tent	F
And found the old man sleeping on his bed	E
Of rugs and felts and near him lay his arms	Q
And Peran Wisa heard him though the step	R
Was dull'd for he slept light an old man's sleep	C
And he rose quickly on one arm and said	E
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Who art thou for it is not yet clear dawn	S
Speak is there news or any night alarm	T
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But Sohrab came to the bedside and said	E
Thou know'st me Peran Wisa it is I	U
The sun is not yet risen and the foe	V
Sleep but I sleep not all night long I lie	U
Tossing and wakeful and I come to thee	W
For so did King Afrasiab bid me seek	X
Thy counsel and to heed thee as thy son	Y
In Samarcand before the army march'd	Z
And I will tell thee what my heart desires	A2
Thou know'st if since from Ader baijan first	B2
I came among the Tartars and bore arms	Q
I have still served Afrasiab well and shown	C2
At my boy's years the courage of a man	D2
This too thou know'st that while I still bear on	E2
The conquering Tartar ensigns through the world	F2
And beat the Persians back on every field	G2
I seek one man one man and one alone	C2
Rustum my father who I hoped should greet	H2
Should one day greet upon some well fought field	G2
His not unworthy not inglorious son	Y
So I long hoped but him I never find	I2
Come then hear now and grant me what I ask	J2
Let the two armies rest to day but I	U
Will challenge forth the bravest Persian lords	K2
To meet me man to man if I prevail	K
Rustum will surely hear it if I fall	K
Old man the dead need no one claim no kin	L2
Dim is the rumour of a common fight	M2
Where host meets host and many names are sunk	N2
But of a single combat fame speaks clear	L
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He spoke and Peran Wisa took the hand	J
Of the young man in his and sigh'd and said	E
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O Sohrab an unquiet heart is thine	O2
Canst thou not rest among the Tartar chiefs	P2
And share the battle's common chance with us	Q2
Who love thee but must press for ever first	B2
In single fight incurring single risk	R2
To find a father thou hast never seen	S2
That were far best my son to stay with us	Q2
Unmurmuring in our tents while it is war	L
And when 'tis truce then in Afrasiab's towns	T2
But if this one desire indeed rules all	K
To seek out Rustum seek him not through fight	M2
Seek him in peace and carry to his arms	Q
O Sohrab carry an unwounded son	Y
But far hence seek him for he is not here	L
For now it is not as when I was young	U2
When Rustum was in front of every fray	L
But now he keeps apart and sits at home	V2
In Seistan with Zal his father old	W2
Whether that his own mighty strength at last	X2
Feels the abhorr'd approaches of old age	Y2
Or in some quarrel with the Persian King	Z2
There go Thou wilt not Yet my heart forebodes	Q
Danger or death awaits thee on this field	G2
Fain would I know thee safe and well though lost	A3
To us fain therefore send thee hence in peace	Q
To seek thy father not seek single fights	Q
In vain but who can keep the lion's cub	B3
From ravening and who govern Rustum's son	Y
Go I will grant thee what thy heart desires	Q
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So said he and dropp'd Sohrab's hand and left	C3
His bed and the warm rugs whereon he lay	L
And o'er his chilly limbs his woollen coat	N
He pass'd and tied his sandals on his feet	H2
And threw a white cloak round him and he took	D3
In his right hand a ruler's staff no sword	G
And on his head he set his sheep skin cap	E3
Black glossy curl'd the fleece of Kara Kul	L
And raised the curtain of his tent and call'd	F3
His herald to his side and went abroad	G3
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The sun by this had risen and clear'd the fog	H
From the broad Oxus and the glittering sands	Q
And from their tents the Tartar horsemen filed	H3
Into the open plain so Haman bade	I3
Haman who next to Peran Wisa ruled	J3
The host and still was in his lusty prime	K3
From their black tents long files of horse they stream'd	L3
As when some grey November morn the files	Q
In marching order spread of long neck'd cranes	Q
Stream over Casbin and the southern slopes	Q
Of Elburz from the Aralian estuaries	Q
Or some frore Caspian reed bed southward bound	M3
For the warm Persian sea board so they stream'd	L3
The Tartars of the Oxus the King's guard	N3
First with black sheep skin caps and with long spears	Q
Large men large steeds who from Bokhara come	O3
And Khiva and ferment the milk of mares	Q
Next the more temperate Toorkmuns of the south	P3
The Tukas and the lances of Salore	L
And those from Attruck and the Caspian sands	Q
Light men and on light steeds who only drink	Q3
The acrid milk of camels and their wells	Q
And then a swarm of wandering horse who came	R3
From far and a more doubtful service own'd	S3
The Tartars of Ferghana from the banks	Q
Of the Jaxartes men with scanty beards	Q
And close set skull caps and those wilder hordes	Q
Who roam o'er Kipchak and the northern waste	T3
Kalmucks and unkempt Kuzzaks tribes who stray	L
Nearest the Pole and wandering Kirghizzes	Q
Who come on shaggy ponies from Pamere	L
These all filed out from camp into the plain	U3
And on the other side the Persians form'd	V3
First a light cloud of horse Tartars they seem'd	L3
The Ilyats of Khorassan and behind	I2
The royal troops of Persia horse and foot	W3
Marshall'd battalions bright in burnish'd steel	L
But Peran Wisa with his herald came	R3
Threading the Tartar squadrons to the front	X3
And with his staff kept back the foremost ranks	Q
And when Ferood who led the Persians saw	Q
That Peran Wisa kept the Tartars back	M
He took his spear and to the front he came	R3
And check'd his ranks and fix'd them where they stood	I
And the old Tartar came upon the sand	J
Betwixt the silent hosts and spake and said	E
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Ferood and ye Persians and Tartars hear	L
Let there be truce between the hosts to day	L
But choose a champion from the Persian lords	Q
To fight our champion Sohrab man to man	D2
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As in the country on a morn in June	Y3
When the dew glistens on the pearled ears	Q
A shiver runs through the deep corn for joy	Z3
So when they heard what Peran Wisa said	E
A thrill through all the Tartar squadrons ran	D2
Of pride and hope for Sohrab whom they loved	A4
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But as a troop of pedlars from Cabool	L
Cross underneath the Indian Caucasus	Q
That vast sky neighbouring mountain of milk snow	V
Crossing so high that as they mount they pass	Q
Long flocks of travelling birds dead on the snow	V
Choked by the air and scarce can they themselves	Q
Slake their parch'd throats with sugar'd mulberries	Q
In single file they move and stop their breath	B4
For fear they should dislodge the o'er hanging snows	Q
So the pale Persians held their breath with fear	L
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And to Ferood his brother chiefs came up	C4
To counsel Gudurz and Zoarrah came	R3
And Feraburz who ruled the Persian host	D4
Second and was the uncle of the King	Z2
These came and counsell'd and then Gudurz said	E
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Ferood shame bids us take their challenge up	C4
Yet champion h	-

Matthew Arnold

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