Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales; Folklore -- Arab countries
In this retreat, my brother was not negligent in contriving all manner of
ways to drive the unjust invader from our dominions. While this affair
was in agitation, one day taking me into his closet, Sister, said he, the
events of the least undertakings in this world are always dubious. As,
for my own part, I am willing to die in the attempt I design to make to
re-establish myself in my kingdom; and I shall be less concerned for my
own disgrace, than for what may possibly happen to you; and therefore to
prevent it, and to secure you from whatever accident may befall you, I
would fain see you married first. But in the miserable condition that our
affairs are at present, I see no probability of matching you to any of
the princes of the sea; and therefore I should be very glad if you would
resolve to be of my opinion, and think of marrying to some of the princes
of the earth. I am ready to contribute all that lies in my power towards
it, and I am certain there is not one of them, considering the beauty you
are mistress of, but would be proud of your accepting of their crown.
At this discourse of my brother’s, I fell into a violent passion.
Brother, said I, you know that I am descended, as well as you, by both
father and mother’s sides, from the kings and queens of the sea, without
any mixture of alliance with those of the earth; therefore I do not
design to marry below myself, any more than they did: and I took an oath
of it, as soon as I had understanding to inquire into the nobleness and
antiquity of our family. The condition to which we are reduced shall
never oblige me to alter my resolution; and if you perish in the
execution of your design, I am prepared to fall with you, rather than
follow the advice I so little expected from you.
My brother, who was still earnest for the marriage, endeavoured to make
me believe that there were kings of the earth who were no ways inferior
to those of the sea. This put me again into a violent passion, which
occasioned him to speak several bitter reflecting things that nettled me
to the quick. At last he left me, as much dissatisfied with myself as he
could possibly be; and in this peevish mood, I gave a spring from the
bottom of the sea, directly up to the island of the moon.
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