Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
I need not say how much this dreadful and melancholy sight affected
us. I would rather have continued an ape or a dog my whole life,
than have seen my benefactress perish in such a horrid manner. The
sultan too, on his part, was beyond measure afflicted. It is almost
impossible to conceive what lamentable cries he uttered, beating
himself at the same time most violently on his head and breast, till
at last, yielding to despair, he fainted, and I feared even his life
would fall a sacrifice.
In the mean time the cries of the sultan brought the eunuchs and
officers to his assistance, and they found great difficulty in
recovering him. There was no occasion for either the prince or
myself giving them a very long detail of this adventure, to convince
them of the propriety of our sorrow; the two heaps of ashes to which
the princess and the Genius had been reduced, were quite sufficient.
As the sultan could scarcely support himself, he was obliged to lean
upon them in order to get to his apartment.
As soon as the knowledge of an event so tragical was spread through
the palace and the city, every one lamented the melancholy fate of
the princess, surnamed the Queen of Beauty; and joined in the grief
of the sultan. They put on mourning for seven days, and performed
many ceremonies; the ashes of the Genius they scattered in the wind,
but collected those of the princess in a costly vase, and preserved
them: this vase was then deposited in a superb mausoleum, which was
erected on the very spot where the ashes had been found.
The grief which preyed upon the sultan for the loss of his daughter,
was the origin of a disease, that confined him to his bed for a
whole month. He had not quite recovered his health when he called me
to him, and said, “Listen, prince, and attend to the order which I
am going to give you; if you fail to execute it your life will be
the forfeit.” I assured him I would obey. Resuming then the
discourse, he added, “I have always lived in a state of the
greatest happiness; nor had any unfortunate event ever occurred.
Your arrival has destroyed this enjoyment. My daughter is dead; her
governor is no more; and I have escaped with my life only by a
miracle. You are the cause of all these misfortunes, for which I am
incapable of consolation. These are the reasons which induce me to
desire you would leave me in peace: but go immediately, for, if you
remain here any longer, it will be the cause of my death also; since
I am persuaded your presence is productive only of misfortune. This
is all I have to say to you. Go, and take care you never again
appear in my kingdom; if you do, no consideration shall prevent my
making you repent of it.” I wished to speak, but he prevented me
by uttering some angry words, and I was obliged to leave his palace.
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