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
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’s
mother continued to her son, “’Tis true, O my child, that the Sultan is
mild and merciful, never rejecting any who approach him to require
justice or ruth or protection, nor any who pray him for a present; for
he is liberal and lavisheth favour upon near and far. But he dealeth his
boons to those deserving them, to men who have done some derring-do in
battle under his eyes or have rendered as civilians great service to his
estate. But thou! do thou tell me what feat thou hast performed in his
presence or before the public that thou meritest from him such grace?
And, secondly, this boon thou ambitionest is not for one of our
condition, nor is it possible that the King grant to thee the bourne of
thine aspiration; for whoso goeth to the Sultan and craveth of him a
favour, him it besitteth to take in hand somewhat that suiteth the royal
majesty, as indeed I warned thee aforetime. How, then, shalt thou risk
thyself to stand before the Sultan and ask his daughter in marriage,
when thou hast with thee naught to offer him of that which beseemeth his
exalted station?” Hereto Alaeddin replied, “O my mother, thou speakest
to the point and hast reminded me aright and ’tis meet that I revolve in
mind the whole of thy remindings. But, O my mother, the love of Princess
Badr al-Budur hath entered into the core of my heart; nor can I rest
without I win her. However, thou hast also recalled to me a matter which
I forgot and ’tis this emboldeneth me to ask his daughter of the King.
Albeit thou, O my mother, declarest that I have no gift which I can
submit to the Sultan, as is the wont of the world, yet in very sooth I
have an offering and a present whose equal, O my mother, I hold none of
the Kings to possess; no, nor even aught like it.”——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-fourth Night,
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