The Duel of Rahham

Short storyKhorasani style
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The Duel of Rahham

Fifth came Rahham the son of Gudarz, who put his skill to the test against Barman. They took up their bows and poplar arrows, and the shouts of the warring riders rose. Their bows all shattered clean against each other, so they turned their hands to the spear, swift as the wind. Two fighters, both brave and skilled in the saddle, alert, and long tried in battle. They circled each other many times, then Rahham, hungry for the fight, wheeled about. He drove a spear into his enemy's thigh, and at that stroke the man came tumbling from his horse. The Turk was thrown from his steed just then; that mighty Turk fell down from his horse. Rahham struck him again with a spear in the back, and the point drove clean into his liver. He dismounted and gave thanks, praising God for the good fortune of the king of the land. In vengeance for Siyavash he threw him down face first, and in his fury smeared his face in blood. He hauled him onto the saddle and bound him like a stone, head hanging down, feet under the girth. He mounted his own saddle and, dragging the dead man's horse, came running back to the appointed place. He climbed the hill with a joyful heart, freed at last from pain and sorrow. In triumph for the king and the lofty throne, his wish fulfilled beneath a soaring fortune. The commander of the army sang out his praise for King Kay Khosrow, his crown, and his throne. 'May the victorious king be ever victorious, and may all his days be a New Year's feast.'
Explanation: The vengeance for Siyavash refers to the long war fought to avenge the murder of the prince Siyavash. Nowruz, the Persian New Year, stands here for lasting joy and prosperity.

Original · Persian

بخش ۲۵

به پنجم چو رهام گودرز بود که با بارمان او نبرد آزمود
کمان برگرفتند و تیر خدنگ برآمد خروش سواران جنگ
کمانها همه پاک بر هم شکست سوی نیزه بردند چون باد دست
دو جنگی و هر دو دلیر و سوار هشیوار و دیده بسی کارزار
بگشتند بسیار یک با دگر بپیچید رهام پرخاشخر
یکی نیزه انداخت بر ران اوی کز اسب اندر آمد به فرمان اوی
جدا شد ز باره هم آنگاه ترک ز اسب اندر افتاد ترک سترگ
به پشت اندرش نیزه‌ای زد دگر سنان اندر آمد میان جگر
فرود آمد از باره کرد آفرین ز دادار بر بخت شاه زمین
به کین سیاوش کشیدش نگون ز کینه بمالید بر روی خون
به زین اندر آهخت و بستش چو سنگ سر آویخته پایها زیر تنگ
نشست از بر زین و اسبش کشان بیامد دوان تا به جای نشان
به بالا برآمد شده شاد دل ز درد و غمان گشته آزاددل
به پیروزی شاه و تخت بلند به کام آمده زیر بخت بلند
همی آفرین خواند سالار شاه ابر شاه کیخسرو و تاج و گاه
که پیروزگر شاه پیروز باد همه روزگارانش نوروز باد