Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales; Folklore -- Arab countries
I do accept of it with all my heart, replied the queen, receiving it, and
will eat it cheerfully for yours and your good uncle’s sake: but before I
taste of it, I desire you will eat a piece of mine, which I have made for
you during your absence. Fair queen, answered king Beder, receiving it
with great respect, such hands as your majesty’s can never make any thing
but what is excellent; and the favour hereby done me will exact an
eternal acknowledgment.
King Beder then substituted, in the place of the queen’s cake, the other
which old Abdallah had given him, and having broken off a piece, he put
it to his mouth, and cried, while he was eating, Ah! queen, I never
tasted any thing so charming in my life. They being near a cascade, the
sorceress seeing him swallow one bit of the cake, and ready to eat
another, she took a little water in the palm of her hand, and throwing it
on the king’s face, said, Wretch! quit that form of a man thou bearest,
and take that of a vile horse, lame and blind.
These words not having the desired effect, the sorceress was strangely
surprised to find king Beder still in the same form, and that he only
started, being a little frightened. Blushes came suddenly into her
cheeks; and as she saw that she had missed her aim, Dear Beder, cries
she, this is nothing, recover thyself; I did not intend thee any harm;
what I did, was only to see what thou wouldst say. I should be the most
miserable and execrable of women, should I attempt aught against thy
tranquillity; I do not only say, after all the oaths I made to the
contrary, but even after so many testimonies of love as I have given
thee.
Puissant queen, replied king Beder, however well satisfied I were, that
what your majesty did was only to divert yourself, yet I could not help
being a little frightened with the surprise. Also, what could hinder me
from being a little moved at the pronouncing of such terrible words, as
are capable of making so strange a transformation? But, madam, continued
he, let us set aside this discourse; and since I have ate of your cake, I
desire you would do me the like favour by tasting of mine.
Queen Labe, who could no better justify herself than by putting this
confidence in the king of Persia, broke off a piece of his cake and ate
it; which she had no sooner done, than she appeared much troubled, and
remained, as it were, motionless. King Beder, seeing his time, took water
out of the same basin she had done, and, throwing it in her face, cried,
Abominable sorceress! quit that form of a woman, and be turned instantly
into a mare.
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