The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 01 (of 10)
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The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 01 (of 10)
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
The Captain took pity on me, and said, "O merchants! this ape hath
appealed to me for protection and I will protect him; henceforth he is
under my charge: so let none do him aught hurt or harm, otherwise there
will be bad blood between us." Then he entreated me kindly and
whatsoever he said I understood and ministered to his every want and
served him as a servant, albeit my tongue would not obey my wishes; so
that he came to love me. The vessel sailed on, the wind being fair, for
the space of fifty days; at the end of which we cast anchor under the
walls of a great city wherein was a world of people, especially learned
men, none could tell their number save Allah. No sooner had we arrived
than we were visited by certain Mameluke officials from the King of
that city; who, after boarding us, greeted the merchants and giving
them joy of safe arrival said, "Our King welcometh you, and sendeth you
this roll of paper, whereupon each and every of you must write a line.
For ye shall know that the King's Minister, a calligrapher of renown,
is dead, and the King hath sworn a solemn oath that he will make none
Wazir in his stead who cannot write as well as he could." He then gave
us the scroll which measured ten cubits long by a breadth of one, and
each of the merchants who knew how to write wrote a line thereon, even
to the last of them; after which I stood up (still in the shape of an
ape) and snatched the roll out of their hands. They feared lest I
should tear it or throw it overboard; so they tried to stay me and
scare me, but I signed to them that i could write, whereat all
marvelled, saying, "We never yet saw an, ape write." And the Captain
cried, "Let him write; and if he scribble and scrabble we will kick him
out and kill him; but if he; write fair and scholarly I will adopt him
as my son; for surely I never yet saw a more intelligent and well
mannered monkey than he. Would Heaven my real son were his match in
morals and manners." I took the reed, and stretching out my paw, dipped
it in ink and wrote, in the hand used for letters,[FN#229] these two
couplets:—
Time hath recorded gifts she gave the great; * But none recorded thine
which be far higher
Allah ne'er orphan men by loss of thee * Who be of Goodness mother.
Bounty's sire.
And I wrote in Rayháni or larger letters elegantly curved[FN#230]:—
Thou hast a reed[FN#231] of rede to every land, * Whose driving causeth
all the world to thrive;
Nil is the Nile of Misraim by thy boons * Who makest misery smile with
fingers five
Then I wrote in the Suls[FN#232] character:—
There be no writer who from Death shall fleet, * But what his hand hath
writ men shall repeat:
Write, therefore, naught save what shall serve thee when * Thou see't
on Judgment-Day an so thou see't!
Then I wrote in the character Naskh[FN#233]:—
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