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 -- Arab countries; Folklore -- Arab countries
When I saw her weeping I said, "By Allah I will never open that
fortieth door, never and no wise!" and I bade her farewell. Thereupon
all departed flying away like birds; signalling with their hands
farewells as they went and leaving me alone in the palace. When evening
drew near I opened the door of the first chamber and entering it found
myself in a place like one of the pleasaunces of Paradise. It was a
garden with trees of freshest green and ripe fruits of yellow sheen;
and its birds were singing clear and keen and rills ran wimpling
through the fair terrene. The sight and sounds brought solace to my
sprite; and I walked among the trees, and I smelt the breath of the
flowers on the breeze; and heard the birdies sing their melodies
hymning the One, the Almighty in sweetest litanies; and I looked upon
the apple whose hue is parcel red and parcel yellow; as said the poet:—
Apple whose hue combines in union mellow ✿ My fair's red cheek, her
hapless lover's yellow.
Then I looked upon the quince, and inhaled its fragrance which putteth
to shame musk and ambergris, even as the poet hath said:—
Quince every taste conjoins; in her are found ✿ Gifts which for queen
of fruits the Quince have crowned;
Her taste is wine, her scent the waft of musk; ✿ Pure gold her hue, her
shape the Moon's fair round.
Then I looked upon the pear whose taste surpasseth sherbet and sugar;
and the apricot[294] whose beauty striketh the eye with admiration, as
if she were a polished ruby. Then I went out of the place and locked
the door as it was before. When it was the morrow I opened the second
door; and entering found myself in a spacious plain set with tall
date-palms and watered by a running stream whose banks were shrubbed
with bushes of rose and jasmine, while privet and eglantine, oxe-eye,
violet and lily, narcissus, origane and the winter gilliflower carpeted
the borders; and the breath of the breeze swept over these
sweet-smelling growths diffusing their delicious odours right and left,
perfuming the world and filling my soul with delight. After taking my
pleasure there awhile I went from it and, having closed the door as it
was before, opened the third door wherein I saw a high open hall
pargetted with particoloured marbles and _pietra dura_ of price and
other precious stones, and hung with cages of sandal-wood and
eagle-wood; full of birds which made sweet music, such as the
"Thousand-voiced,"[295] and the cushat, the merle, the turtle-dove and
the Nubian ring-dove. My heart was filled with pleasure thereby; my
grief was dispelled and I slept in that aviary till dawn. Then I
unlocked the door of the fourth chamber and therein found a grand
saloon with forty smaller chambers giving upon it. All their doors
stood open: so I entered and found them full of pearls and jacinths and
beryls and emeralds and corals and carbuncles, and all manner precious
gems and jewels, such as tongue of man may not describe.
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