And for a footstool meet
The azure sky adorned with stars
Awaits her dove-like feet.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
The sharp sword glitters in the air,
And swift the red blood flows;
Santoukhd, who was a lily fair,
Falls to the earth, a rose.
The sword flashed once, and aspects three
Were in Santoukhd descried;