ABSTRACT

Now when Sikandar was approaching Fúr, And from afar one host beheld the other, On both sides rose the shout and dust of battle, And eager for the fray the warriors Advanced. They lit the naphtha in the steeds : Fur's troops were in dismay. The naphtha blazed : Fur's troops recoiled because those steeds wrere iron, Whereat the elephants, when their own trunks Were scorched, fled likewise, and their drivers marvelled, Thus all the Indian host and all those huge, High-crested elephants were put to flight. Sikandar like a raging blast pursued The foe until the air turned indigo, And opportunity for fight was over.