Supplemental Nights to the Book of the Thousand and One Nights — Volume 3 (of 6) Part 1
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Supplemental Nights to the Book of the Thousand and One Nights — Volume 3 (of 6) Part 1
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
permitted say.
Now when it was the Five Hundred and Forty-second Night,
Quoth Dunyazad, “O sister mine, an thou be other than sleepy, do tell us
some of thy pleasant tales,” whereupon Shahrazad replied, “With love and
good will.”——It hath reached me, O King of the Age, that Alaeddin took
patience until his parent had said her say, when quoth he, “O my mother,
everything thou hast called to mind is known to me; moreover ’tis
thoroughly well known to me that I am the child of pauper parents;
withal do not these words of thee divert me from my design at all, at
all. Nor the less do I hope of thee, an I be thy son and thou truly love
me, that thou grant me this favour, otherwise thou wilt destroy me; and
present Death hovereth over my head except I win my will of my heart’s
dearling; and I, O my mother, am in every case thy child.” Hearing these
words, his parent wept of her sorrow for him and said, “O my child! Yes,
in very deed I am thy mother, nor have I any son or life’s blood of my
liver except thyself, and the end of my wishes is to give thee a wife
and rejoice in thee. But suppose that I would seek a bride of our likes
and equals, her people will at once ask an thou have any land or garden,
merchandise or handicraft, wherewith thou canst support her; and what is
the reply I can return? Then, if I cannot possibly answer the poor like
ourselves, how shall I be bold enough, O my son, to ask for the daughter
of the Sultan of China-land who hath no peer or behind or before him?
Therefore do thou weigh this matter in thy mind. Also who shall ask her
to wife for the son of a snip? Well indeed I wot that my saying aught of
this kind will but increase our misfortunes; for that it may be the
cause of our incurring mortal danger from the Sultan; peradventure even
death for thee and me. And, as concerneth myself, how shall I venture
upon such rash deed and perilous, O my son? and in what way shall I ask
the Sultan for his daughter to be thy wife; and, indeed, how ever shall
I even get access to him? And should I succeed therein, what is to be my
answer an they ask me touching thy means? Haply the King will hold me to
be a madwoman. And, lastly, suppose that I obtain audience of the
Sultan, what offering is there I can submit to the King’s
majesty?”[131]——And Shahrazad was surprised by the dawn of day and
ceased to say her permitted say.
Now when it was the Five Hundred and Forty-third Night,
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