Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
Numerous also are the places where facts are mentioned, which are
similar to others in works of authority. In the history of Codadad,
Vol. III. p. 277, there is a custom, similar to that mentioned in
the New Testament, of wiping the feet with the hair, as a mark of
respect, where a woman, who was a sinner, wipes the feet of our
Saviour. Luke, chap. vii. ver. 38, and John xii. v. 3. Thus in the
story, “O, prince, what is there we can do for you? If either
prayers or knowledge could restore you to life, we would wipe your
feet with our white beards, we would address you in speeches of
wisdom: but the King of the Universe has taken you away for ever.
Again, also, in the History of Schemselnihar and the prince of
Persia, when the former was told that the caliph was coming to visit
her, she ordered the paintings on silk, which were in the garden, to
be taken down. In the same manner are paintings, or hangings, used
in the Old Testament, where it is said, “The women wove hangings
for the grove.” II. Kings, xxiii. v. 7.
It is in this manner that Mr. Hole proceeds to illustrate the seven
voyages of Sindbad, which he calls the “Arabian Odyssey:” and by
quoting from the different authors he has consulted for the
occasion, accounts for, and sometimes even justifies, the most
singular and extraordinary circumstances. I will here give an
instance, which relates to that immense bird, the rock, which is
also mentioned in various other places. Sindbad, in his second
voyage, after trading successfully to different islands, lands on
one abounding in fruit-trees, and meadows with streams running
through them. He and his companions sit down by the side of a river,
when Sindbad falls fast asleep, and on waking, finds himself
deserted, and the ship making sail at a distance from the island.
“You may easily imagine,” says Sindbad (Vol. I. p. 240), “the
reflections that occurred to me in this dismal state. I thought I
should have died with grief; I groaned and cried aloud; I beat my
head, and threw myself on the ground, where I remained a long time
overwhelmed with a confusion of thoughts, each more distressing than
the other: I reproached myself a thousand times for my folly, in not
being contented with my first voyage, which ought to have satisfied
my desire of seeking adventures; but all my regrets were of no
avail, and my repentance came too late. At length I resigned myself
to the will of Heaven; and not knowing what would become of me, I
ascended a high tree, from whence I looked on all sides, to see if I
could not discover some object to inspire me with hope. Casting my
eyes towards the sea, I could discover nothing but water and sky,
but perceiving on the land side something white, I descended from
the tree, and taking with me the remainder of my provisions, I
walked towards the object, which was so distant that I could not
distinguish what it was. As I approached, I perceived it to be a
large white ball, of a prodigious size, and when I got near enough
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