Such was the case with Zau alMakan and the Chamberlain，but as regards the King's son，he busied himself only with riding and lunging with lance and shooting with shaft，and thus also did the daughter of his uncle，Kuzia Fakan；for he and she were wont to fare forth at the first of the day and return at nightfall，when she would go in to her mother，and he would go in to his mother whom he ever found sitting in tears by the head of his father's couch.Then he would tend his father all night long till daybreak，when he would go forth again with his cousin according to their wont.Now Zau alMakan's pains and sufferings were lonesome upon him and he wept and began versifying with these couplets，'Gone is my strength，told is my tale of days
And，lookye！ I am left as thou dost see：
In honour's day most honoured wont to be，And win the race from all my company Would Heaven before my death I might behold My son in seat of empire sit for me And rush upon his foes，to take his wreak With sway of sword and lance lunged gallantly：
In this world and the next I am undone，Except the Lord vouchsafe me clemency.'