The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 02 (of 10)
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The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 02 (of 10)
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
"O thou who barest leg calf, better to suggest * For passion madded amourist better things above!
Towards its lover doth the bowl go round and run; * Cup[FN#526] and cup bearer only drive us daft with love."[FN#527]
Now these legs were like two pillars of alabaster adorned with anklets of gold,
wherein were set stones of price. And the damsel had tucked up the end of her
gown under her arm pit and had rolled up her sleeves to the elbow, so that I
could see her white wrists whereon were two pairs of bracelets with clasps of
great pearls; and round her neck was a collar of costly gems. Her ears were
adorned with pendants of pearls and on her head she wore a kerchief[FN#528] of
brocade, brand new and broidered with jewels of price. And she had thrust the
skirt of her shift into her trousers string being busy with some household
business. So when I saw her in this undress, I was confounded at her beauty,
for she was like a shining sun. Then she said, with soft, choice speech, never
heard I sweeter, "O my mother! is this he who cometh to read the letter?" "It
is," replied the old woman; and she put out her hand to me with the letter.
Now between her and the door was a distance of about half a rod[FN#529]; so I
stretched forth my hand to take the letter from her and thrust head and
shoulders within the door, thinking to draw near her and read the letter when,
before I knew what her design was, the old woman butted her head against my
back and pushed me forwards with the letter in my hand, so that ere I could
take thought I found myself in the middle of the hall far beyond the vestibule.
Then she entered, faster than a flash of blinding leven, and had naught to do
but to shut the door. And Shahrazed perceived the dawn of day and ceased to
say her permitted say.
When it was the One Hundred and Twenty-third Night,
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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