Tales of the CaliphCrellin, H. N. (Horatio Nelson)
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Tales of the Caliph
Crellin, H. N. (Horatio Nelson)
Harun al-Rashid, Caliph, approximately 763-809 -- Fiction
"My dear mother," replied the other bird, "I admit that what you say of
man is for the most part very true; in many things he appears to act
with great stupidity. For instance, he has planted this pleasant grove
and supplies it with water, and has fenced it in very carefully, and
for no purpose apparently or any use that it is to him. He comes now
and then and looks at his work without uttering a sound, as mute as a
fish and not half so active and joyous. And yet, though he is a
melancholy drudge enough, he effects great things. By his very
weakness and his naturally defenceless condition he has been rendered
so cunning and so full of contrivances that he manages to subdue even
those free and noble animals, the lion, the tiger, and the leopard, and
to capture and destroy even such mighty birds of prey as the vulture
and the eagle. See, too, what huge and surprising nests he is able to
fashion, such as that hard by this very grove."
"My child," said the mother bird, "you confuse the ruler of these
animals with those over whom he rules. The one has indeed a fine nest
and an easy life, but the others are lodged very differently, and
labour from morning till night."
"I confess," said the younger bird, "that it was rather of the prince
than of his subjects that I was thinking when I wished to be a man.
Only consider how enviable a position he enjoys, with so many beings
under his command, and with so many fine gardens to live and take his
pleasure in."
"And with so charming and faithful a wife to prepare entertainments for
him," said the older bird, sarcastically. "I wonder how the prince you
foolishly envy would have looked if he had seen her only yesterday
evening as we did with another man at her feet?"
"Allah! is it true?" thundered out Haroun Alraschid, in a terrible rage.
The sudden movement and exclamation frightened the little birds, who
flew swiftly away. A matter of the less consequence, as the Caliph had
by speaking destroyed the spell, and could have understood no more of
the dialogue even had it continued. But he was in fact far too angry
and excited at the moment to notice this or anything else.
Clapping his hands to summon his slaves and attendants, he commanded
the palace of Zobeideh to be instantly surrounded, and all who might be
found therein at once to be made prisoners. This hasty measure
produced, as might have been expected, no results. No one was arrested
but those belonging to Zobeideh's household, and all, as a matter of
course, professed entire ignorance of the entrance at any time whatever
of any man within the sacred precincts of Zobeideh's palace.
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