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
I buried him and had
perlections of the Koran made for him, and mourned for him days and
nights: then I opened his shop and found that he had left in it few
goods, while his debts were many. However I compounded with his
creditors for time to settle their demands and betook myself to buying
and selling, paying them something from week to week on account; and I
gave not over doing this till I had cleared off his obligations in full
and began adding to my principal. One day, as I sat in my shop,
suddenly and unexpectedly there appeared before me a young lady, than
whom I never saw a fairer, wearing the richest raiment and ornaments
and riding a she mule, with one negro slave walking before her and
another behind her. She drew rein at the head of the exchange bazar and
entered followed by an eunuch who said to her, "O my lady come out and
away without telling anyone, lest thou light a fire which will burn us
all up." Moreover he stood before her guarding her from view whilst she
looked at the merchants' shops. She found none open but mine; so she
came up with the eunuch behind her and sitting down in my shop saluted
me; never heard I aught fairer than her speech or sweeter than her
voice. Then she unveiled her face, and I saw that she was like the moon
and I stole a glance at her whose sight caused me a thousand sighs, and
my heart was captivated with love of her, and I kept looking again and
again upon her face repeating these verses:—
"Say to the charmer in the dove hued veil, * Death would be welcome to
abate thy bale!
Favour me with thy favours that I live: * See, I stretch forth my palm
to take thy vail!
When she heard my verse she answered me saying:—
"I've lost all patience by despite of you; * My heart knows nothing
save love plight to you!
If aught I sight save charms so bright of you; * My parting end not in
the sight of you!
I swear I'll ne'er forget the right of you; * And fain this breast
would soar to height of you:
You made me drain the love cup, and I lief * A love cup tender for
delight of you:
Take this my form where'er you go, and when * You die, entomb me in the
site of you:
Call on me in my grave, and hear my bones * Sigh their responses to the
shright of you:
And were I asked 'Of God what wouldst thou see?' * I answer, 'first His
will then Thy decree!'
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