Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
I will not detain you, madam, by giving you an account of all the
wonderful and valuable things which I saw on the following days; I
will only inform you that it took me up nine and thirty days in
opening the ninety-nine doors, and in admiration of every thing that
offered itself to my view. There now remained only the hundredth,
which I was forbidden to touch. The fortieth day since the departure
of the charming princesses now arrived. If I had been able, only for
that one day, to have had the power over myself I ought to have had,
I should have been the happiest instead of the most miserable of
men. They would have returned the next day, and the pleasure I
should have experienced in receiving them, ought to have acted as a
restraint upon my curiosity; but through a weakness which I shall
never cease to lament, I yielded to the temptation of some demon,
who did not suffer me to rest till I had subjected myself to the
pain and punishment I have since experienced.
I opened the fatal door, though I had promised not to attempt it.
Before I even set my foot within-side, a very agreeable odour struck
me, but so powerful it made me faint. I soon however recovered, but
instead of profiting by such warning, instantly shutting the door
and giving up all idea of satisfying my curiosity, I entered; having
first waited till the odour was lessened and dispersed through the
air. I then felt no inconvenience from it. I found a very large and
vaulted room, the floor of which was strewed with saffron. It was
illuminated with lights made of aloe-wood and ambergris, and placed
on golden stands: these afforded a strong smell. The brightness
caused by these was still farther heightened by many lamps of silver
and gold, which were filled with oil composed of many perfumes.
Among the numerous objects which attracted my attention, was a black
horse, the best formed and most beautiful that ever was seen. I went
close to it in order to observe it more attentively. The saddle and
bridle which were on it were of massive gold, richly worked. On one
side of its manger there was clean barley and sesame, and the other
was filled with rose-water; I then took hold of its bridle, and led
it towards the light to examine it the better. I mounted it and
endeavoured to make it go: but as it would not move, I struck it
with a switch which I had found in its magnificent stable. It had
hardly felt the stroke before it began to neigh in a most dreadful
manner; then spreading its wings, which I had not till that moment
perceived, it rose so high in the air, that I lost sight of the
ground. I now thought only of holding fast on its back; nor did I
experience any injury, if I except the great terror with which I was
seized. At length it began to descend towards the earth, and lighted
upon the terraced roof of a castle; then, without giving me time to
get down, it shook me so violently that I fell off behind, and with
the end of its tail it put out my right eye.
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