THE KOORDS TO THE TUKA TOORKMUNS.
Begler! Give my respects to the Tukas. There is a place called Urkuj.[15]
You have long enough enjoyed it.
You have sat in Urkuj for many a year. It is now time, Begler! that you should decamp.
We shall now pitch our tents on the meadows of Nisaœ.[15]
We shall sound the trumpet of retreat as you flee.
Our horsemen will capture those who attempt to escape.
We shall trample under foot those who lag behind.
We shall gaze on your lovely daughters.
Our brave warriors, clad in their armour, shall gallop over your plains.