Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
He bent his course towards one of the small hills, which he ascended
without much difficulty; and the descent on the other side was still
easier. He then pursued his way over a plain, till the sun rose. He
now perceived, in the distance before him, a large building, the
sight of which filled him with joy, from the hopes of being able to
gain some intelligence of what he wished to know. When he came near,
he remarked, that it was a magnificent palace, or rather a strong
castle, built with polished black marble, and covered with fine
steel, so bright, that it was like a mirror. Delighted with having
so soon met with something, at least, worthy his curiosity, he
stopped opposite the front, and considered it with much attention;
he then advanced towards the folding doors, one of which was open.
Though he might have gone in, he thought it better to knock. At
first, he knocked gently, and waited some time; but finding no one
appear, he thought they might not have heard; he therefore knocked a
second time much louder; still no one came. He redoubled his
efforts, but in vain. At this he was much astonished, as he could
not imagine, that a castle, so well built as that was, could be
deserted. “If there be no person there,” said the sultan to
himself, “I have nothing to fear; and if there be any one, I have
arms to defend myself with.”
At last he entered, and when he was in the vestibule, he called out,
“Is there no one here to receive a stranger, who is in want of
refreshment on his journey?” He repeated it two or three times, as
loud as he could; still there was no answer. This silence increased
his astonishment. He passed on to a very spacious court, and looking
on all sides, he could not discover a living creature. He then
entered, and passed through some large halls, the carpets of which
were of silk, the recesses and sofas entirely covered with the
stuffs of Mecca, and the curtains before the doors of the richest
manufactures of India, embroidered with gold and silver. He went on,
and came to a most wonderful saloon, in the midst of which there was
a large reservoir, with a lion of massive gold at each corner.
Streams of water issued from the mouths of the four lions, and in
falling, appeared to break in a thousand diamonds and pearls, which
formed a good addition to a fountain that sprung from the middle of
the bason, and rose almost to the top of a dome, beautifully painted
in the arabesque style.
The castle was surrounded on three sides by a garden, which was
embellished with all kinds of flowers, fountains, groves, and many
other beauties; but what rendered this spot still more enchanting,
was the multitude of birds, which filled the air with their sweetest
notes. This was their constant habitation, because there were nets
thrown entirely over the trees, which prevented their escape.
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