Supplemental Nights to the Book of the Thousand and One Nights — Volume 2 (of 6)
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Supplemental Nights to the Book of the Thousand and One Nights — Volume 2 (of 6)
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
In the centre of the Persian as well as of the Assyrian territory of the
Assassins, that is to say, both at Alamut and Massiat, were situated, in
a space surrounded by walls, splendid gardens—true Eastern paradises.
There were flower-beds and thickets of fruit-trees, intersected by
canals, shady walks, and verdant glades, where the sparkling stream
bubbled at every step; bowers of roses and vineyards; luxurious halls
and porcelain kiosks, adorned with Persian carpets and Grecian stuffs,
where drinking-vessels of gold, silver, and crystal glittered on trays
of the same costly materials; charming maidens and handsome boys of
Muhammed’s Paradise, soft as the cushions on which they reposed, and
intoxicating as the wine which they presented. The music of the harp was
mingled with the songs of birds, and the melodious tones of the
songstress harmonized with the murmur of the brooks. Everything breathed
pleasure, rapture, and sensuality. A youth, who was deemed worthy by his
strength and resolution to be initiated into the Assassin service, was
invited to the table and conversation of the grand master, or grand
prior, he was then intoxicated with hashish and carried into the garden,
which on awaking he believed to be Paradise; everything around him, the
houris in particular, contributing to confirm the delusion. After he had
experienced as much of the pleasures of Paradise, which the Prophet has
promised to the faithful, as his strength would admit; after quaffing
enervating delight from the eyes of the houris and intoxicating wine
from the glittering goblets; he sank into the lethargy produced by
debility and the opiate, on awakening from which, after a few hours, he
again found himself by the side of his superior. The latter endeavoured
to convince him that corporeally he had not left his side, but that
spiritually he had been wrapped into Paradise and had there enjoyed a
foretaste of the bliss which awaits the faithful who devote their lives
to the service of the faith and the obedience of their chiefs.
_THE TEN WAZIRS; OR, THE HISTORY OF KING ÁZÁDBAKHT AND HIS SON.—Vol. I.
p. 55._
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