Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
This was the way I became blind, and the prediction of the ten young
lords was now instantly brought to my recollection. The horse itself
immediately after spread its wings, took flight, and disappeared. I
rose up, much afflicted at the misfortune which I had thus
voluntarily brought upon myself. I traversed the whole terrace,
keeping my hand up to my eye, as I experienced very considerable
pain from the stroke. I then went down, and came to a saloon, which
I immediately recognised from observing ten sofas disposed in a
circle, and a single one in the middle less elevated: it was in fact
in the very castle whence I had been carried up by the roc.
The ten young lords were not in it at that time. I however waited,
and it was not long before they came, accompanied by the old man.
They did not seem at all astonished at seeing me, nor at observing I
had lost my right eye. “We are very sorry,” they said, “we
cannot congratulate you on your return in the manner we could have
wished; but you know we were not the cause of your misfortune.”
--“It would be,” I replied, “very wrong in me to accuse you of
it: I brought it entirely upon myself, and the fault lies with me
alone.”--“If the unfortunate,” answered they, “can derive
any consolation from knowing that others are in the same situation,
we can afford you that satisfaction. Whatever may have happened to
you, be assured we have experienced the same. We have equally
enjoyed every species of pleasure for a whole year; and we should
have continued in the enjoyment of the same happiness if we had not
opened the golden door during the absence of the princesses. You
have not been more prudent than we were, and you have experienced
the same punishment. We wish we could receive you into our society
to undergo the same penance we are performing, and which we know not
the duration of; but we have before informed you of the motives
which prevent us. You must therefore take your departure, and go to
the court of Bagdad, where you will meet with the person who will be
able to decide your fate.” They pointed out the road I was to
follow; I then took my leave and departed.
During my journey, I shaved my beard and eyebrows, and put on the
habit of a calender. I was a long time on the road, and it was only
this evening that I arrived in this city. At the entrance of one of
the gates I encountered these two calenders, my brethren, who were
equally strangers with myself. We were all much surprised with each
other, at the singular circumstance of having each lost our right
eye. We had not, however, much leisure to converse on the subject of
our mutual disgraceful misfortune. We had only time, madam, to
implore your assistance, and which you have so generously afforded
us.
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