Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales; Folklore -- Arab countries
You are very troublesome and importunate, replied Abon Hassan, rubbing
his eyes: I am not the commander of the faithful, but Abon Hassan; and
you shall not persuade me otherwise. We do not know that Abon Hassan your
majesty speaks of, answered the lady; but know you to be the commander of
the believers.
Abon Hassan looking about, and finding himself in the same hall,
attributed all he saw and heard to be such a dream as he had before, and
feared very much the dreadful consequences. Heaven have mercy on me! said
he, lifting up his hands and eyes, like a man who knew not where he was;
after what I have seen, there is no dispute but that devil who came into
my chamber possesses me, and fills my imagination full of all these
visions.
The caliph, who saw him all the time, and heard these exclamations,
almost killed himself with laughing; and had much ado to forbear bursting
out into so loud a laughter, that the false caliph must have heard him.
Afterwards Abon Hassan laid himself down again, and shutting his eyes,
the same lady said again, Since your majesty does not rise, after we
have, according to our duty, told you it was day, and the dispatch of
business requires your presence, we shall use the liberty you give us in
such like cases. Then taking him by one arm, and calling to one of the
other ladies to do the same by the other, they lifted him up, and carried
him into the middle of the hall, where they set him on his breech, and
all taking hands, danced round him while the music played.
Abon Hassan was in an inexpressible perplexity of mind, and said, What!
am I indeed caliph, and commander of the faithful? and in the uncertainty
he was in, would have said something more, but the music was so loud that
he could not be heard. At last he made a sign to two of the ladies who
were dancing, that he wanted to speak with them; upon which they forbore,
and went to him. Do not lie, now, said he, but tell me truly who I am.
Commander of the Faithful, replied one of the ladies, your majesty would
either surprise us by asking this question, or else you must have had
some very extraordinary dream to-night; which may very well be,
considering that your majesty has slept longer to-night than ordinary:
however, if you will give me leave, I will refresh your memory with what
passed yesterday. Then she told him how he went to the council, punished
the iman and the four old men, and sent a present by his grand vizier, of
a thousand pieces of gold, to the mother of one Abon Hassan: after that,
continued she, your majesty dined in the three halls, and, in the fourth,
did us the honour to make us sit down by you, to hear our songs, and
receive wine from our hands, till your majesty fell so fast asleep, that
you never awaked, contrary to custom, before day. All your slaves and
officers can confirm what I say; and it is now time you should go to
prayers.
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