Leaves from the Diary of an Impressionist: Early WritingsHearn, Lafcadio
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Leaves from the Diary of an Impressionist: Early Writings
Hearn, Lafcadio
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For the love of God, sweet damozel, let me not languish for
love!
And this on the girdle of a beauteous slave:--
A single wink of thine eye, a teasing touch of thy hand,
will be enough to unclasp it.
For my heart is so feeble that it could almost leap from my
breast.
The sight of only a part of my beauty suffices to disturb
thy soul.
We quote a few more at random--graven on the fillets of El Rashid's
slaves:--
Say, O men! in heaven's name is it a sun that shines beneath
that fillet, or is it the fair crescent of the nights?
Is life possible without the follies of love? Nay, then!
flee the sight of beautiful eyes.
Rich men of Bagdad followed the example. One El Natify had a slave on
whose fillet was written:--
Seduction and the power that teaseth hearts flash from mine
eye when it gazeth. Turn, unhappy man, turn away thine eye
from mine eye!
On the fillet of Ward (Rose) slave of Mahany, was written:--
She is finished, all finished the beauty of her
features;--nothing beyond her beauty is possible in this
world.
For other mortals there is but one crescent in every month;
but for me the crescent of beauty riseth daily upon the brow
of Ward.
And there is a delicious coquetry in this inscription, traced with
henna upon the hand of a slave-girl:--
It is not the beauty of henna that doth embellish my hand;
'tis the beauty of my hand that doth heighten the beauty of
the henna.
Girl-pages, attired like men, sometimes like soldiers, were also
fashionable. One of these is spoken of as having worn a helmet on which
was engraved: 'Admire the beauty of this slave; never can thine eye
learn to define it. Is she male or female; yes,'t is a woman! aye, 't
is a man!'
And on her sword-belt was graven:--
The sword of her eyes doth not suffice her,--that terrible
sword that striketh down the keenest sabres. How dare
I remain between those two swords! Let thee behold but
once this proud beauty marching in warrior-garb, with her
twofold apparatus of slaughter; and thou wilt learn that
the scimitar of her glance is even more terrible than the
scimitar that is wielded with both hands.
The rage for beautiful slaves and exquisite dresses and inscribed
girdles increased greatly under Haroun's reign; and the art of the
poet was more than ever in demand. Even the tapestries, the coverings
of furniture, were adorned with appropriate inscriptions, of which the
following on a divan is a fair sample:--
More ravishing, more delicious than wine and the perfume
of roses, is the group of two lovers, with cheek pressed
against cheek....
The one speaking of the troubles that he feels; the other
telling of the love within her heart.
Or this, upon a fan:--
I bring a tender breath of air; with me rosy shame doth play:
I serve as a veil to the amorous mouth that pouts for a kiss.
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