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
others." Thereupon quoth she, "By the truth of the Messiah, did I not fear that
thy death would be on my hands, I would shout a shout should fill the mead for
thee with war steeds and with men of might, but I take pity upon the stranger.
So, if thou seek booty, I require of thee that thou alight from thy steed and
swear to me, by thy faith, that thou wilt not advance against me aught like
arms in hand, and we will wrestle, I and thou. If thou throw me, set me on thy
steed and take all of us to thy booty; but if I throw thee, thou shalt become
under my command. Swear this to me, for I fear thy treachery: indeed it hath
become a common saw, 'Where Perfidy is innate there Trust is a weakly mate.'
Now an thou wilt swear I will return and draw near to thee and tackle thee."
Answered Sharrkan (and indeed he lusted to seize her and said in his soul,
"Truly she knoweth not that I am a champion of champions"); "Swear me by what
oath thou wilt and by what thou deemest most binding, and I will not approach
thee with aught till thou hast made thy preparation and sayest, 'Draw near that
I wrestle with thee.' If thou throw me, I have money wherewithal to ransom
myself; and if I throw thee, 'twill be booty and booty enough for me!" Rejoined
the damsel, "I am content herewith!" and Sharrkan was astounded at her words
and said, "And by the truth of the Apostle (whom Allah bless and keep!) I too
am content on the other part!" Then said she, "Swear to me by Him who sprite in
body dight and dealt laws to rule mankind aright, that thou wilt not offer me
aught of violence save by way of wrestling; else mayst thou die without the
pale of Al- Islam." Sharrkan replied, "By Allah! were a Kazi to swear me, even
though he were a Kazi of the Kazis,[FN#171] he would not impose upon me such an
oath as this!" Then he sware to her by all she named and tied his steed to a
tree; but he was drowned in the sea of thought, saying in himself, "Praise be
to Him who fashioned her from dirty water!"[FN#172] Then he girt himself and
made ready for wrestling, and said to her, "Cross the stream to me;" but she
replied, "It is not for me to come over to thee: if thou wilt, pass thou over
here to me." "I cannot do that," quoth he, and quoth she, "O boy, I will come
across to thee." So she tucked up her skirts and, leaping, landed on the other
side of the stream by his side; whereupon he drew near to her and bent him
forwards and clapped palms.[FN#173] But he was confounded by her beauty and
loveliness; for he saw a shape which the Hand of Power had tanned with the
dye-leaves of the Jánn, which had been fostered by the Hand of Beneficence and
fanned by the Zephyrs of fair fortune and whose birth a propitious ascendant
had greeted. Then she called out to him, "O Moslem, come on and let us wrestle
ere the break of morning," and tucked up her sleeves from a forearm like fresh
curd, which illumined the whole place with its whiteness; and Sharrkan was
dazzled by it.
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