Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
The head was so adroitly cut off, that it fell into the vase, and it
had hardly been on the cover an instant before the blood stopt.
Then, to the astonishment of the king and all the spectators, it
opened its eyes, and said, “Will your majesty now open the
book?” The king did so, and finding that the leaf stuck to the
second, he put his finger to his mouth, and moistened it, in order
to turn it over more easily. He went on doing so till he came to the
sixth leaf; and observing nothing written upon the appointed page,
“Physician,” said he to the head, “there is no writing.”
--“Turn over then a few more leaves,” replied the head. The king
continued turning them over, still putting his finger frequently to
his mouth, till the poison, in which each leaf had been dipped,
began to produce its effect. The prince then felt himself suddenly
agitated in a most extraordinary manner; his sight failed him, and
he fell at the foot of the throne in the greatest convulsions.
When the physician Douban, or rather his head, saw that the poison
had taken effect, and that the king had only a few moments to live,
“Tyrant,” he exclaimed, “behold how those princes are treated,
who abuse their power, and sacrifice the innocent. God, sooner or
later, punishes their injustice and their cruelty.” The head had
no sooner repeated those words, than the king expired; and at the
same time the small portion of life that remained in the head
itself, was wasted.
“Such, Sire,” continued Scheherazadè, “was the end of the
Greek king and the physician Douban. I shall now return to the
fisherman and the Genius.
As soon as the fisherman had finished the history of the Greek king
and the physician Douban, he applied it to the Genius, whom he still
kept confined in the vase. “If,” said he, “the Greek king had
permitted Douban to live, God would also have bestowed the same
benefit on him: but he rejected the humble prayers of the physician.
God, therefore, punished him. This, O Genius, is the case with you.
If I had been able to make you relent, and could have obtained the
favor I asked of you, I should have pitied the state in which you
now are: but since you persisted in your determination to kill me,
in spite of the obligation you were under to me for setting you at
liberty, I ought, in my turn, to shew no mercy. In leaving you
within this vase, and casting you into the sea, I shall deprive you
of the use of your existence till the end of time. This is the
revenge I have been taught by you.”
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