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
seemeth to be a city as 'twere a pigeon." Hereat we rejoiced and, ere
an hour of the day had passed, the buildings showed plain in the offing
and we asked the Captain, "What is the name of yonder city?" and he
answered, "By Allah I wot not, for I never saw it before and never
sailed these seas in my life: but, since our troubles have ended in
safety, remains for you only to land there with your merchandise and,
if you find selling profitable, sell and make your market of what is
there; and if not, we will rest here two days and provision ourselves
and fare away." So we entered the port and the Captain went up town and
was absent awhile, after which he returned to us and said, "Arise; go
up into the city and marvel at the works of Allah with His creatures
and pray to be preserved from His righteous wrath!" So we landed and
going up into the city, saw at the gate men hending staves in hand; but
when we drew near them, behold, they had been translated[306] by the
anger of Allah and had become stones. Then we entered the city and
found all who therein woned into black stones enstoned: not an
inhabited house appeared to the espier, nor was there a blower of
fire.[307] We were awe struck at the sight and threaded the market
streets where we found the goods and gold and silver left lying in
their places; and we were glad and said, "Doubtless there is some
mystery in all this." Then we dispersed about the thoroughfares and
each busied himself with collecting the wealth and money and rich
stuffs, taking scanty heed of friend or comrade. As for myself I went
up to the castle which was strongly fortified; and, entering the King's
palace by its gate of red gold, found all the vaiselle of gold and
silver, and the King himself seated in the midst of his Chamberlains
and Nabobs and Emirs and Wazirs; all clad in raiment which confounded
man's art. I drew nearer and saw him sitting on a throne incrusted and
inlaid with pearls and gems; and his robes were of gold-cloth adorned
with jewels of every kind, each one flashing like a star. Around him
stood fifty Mamelukes, white slaves, clothed in silks of divers sorts
holding their drawn swords in their hands; but when I drew near to them
lo! all were black stones. My understanding was confounded at the
sight, but I walked on and entered the great hall of the Harím,[308]
whose walls I found hung with tapestries of gold-striped silk and
spread with silken carpets embroidered with golden flowers. Here I saw
the Queen lying at full length arrayed in robes purfled with fresh
young[309] pearls; on her head was a diadem set with many sorts of gems
each fit for a ring[310] and around her neck hung collars and
necklaces. All her raiment and her ornaments were in natural state but
she had been turned into a black stone by Allah's wrath. Presently I
espied an open door for which I made straight and found leading to it a
flight of seven steps.
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