The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 03 (of 10)
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The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 03 (of 10)
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
Then he was silent awhile, and presently said to the jeweller "Knowest
thou what secret the girl whispered to me?" Answered he, "Not I, by
Allah, O my lord!" Quoth Ali, "She fancied that I directed Abu al-Hasan
to go to Bassorah and that I had devised this device to put a stop to
our correspondence and consorting. I swore to her that this was on
nowise so; but she would not credit me and went away to her mistress,
persisting in her injurious suspicions; for she inclined to Abu
al-Hasan and gave ear to his word." Answered the young jeweller, "O my
brother, I understood as much from the girl's manner; but I will win
for thee thy wish, Inshallah!" Rejoined Ali bin Bakkar, "Who can be
with me in this and how wilt thou do with her, when she shies and flies
like a wildling of the wold?" Cried the jeweller "By Allah, needs must
I do my utmost to help thee and contrive to scrape acquaintance with
her without exposure or mischief!" Then he asked leave to depart and
Ali bin Bakkar said, "O my brother, mind thou keep my counsel;" and he
looked at him and wept. The jeweller bade him good-bye and fared
forth.—And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her
permitted say.
When it was the One Hundred and Sixty-first Night,
She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the jeweller bade
him good-bye and fared forth not knowing what he should do to win for
him his wishes; and he ceased not walking, while over-musing the
matter, till he spied a letter lying in the road. He took it up and
looked at its direction and superscription, then read it and behold, it
ran:—"From the least worthy of lovers to the most worthy of beloveds."
So he opened it and found these words written therein,
"A messenger from thee came bringing union-hope, *
But that he erred somehow with me the thought prevailed;
So I rejoiced not; rather grew my grief still more; *
Weeting my messenger of wits and wit had failed.
"But afterwards: Know, O my lord! that I ken not the reason why our
correspondence between thee and me hath been broken off: but, if the
cruelty arise from thy part, I will requite it with fidelity, and if
thy love have departed, I will remain constant to my love of the
parted, for I am with thee even as says the poet,
'Be proud; I'll crouch! Bully; I'll bear! Despise; I'll pray! *
Go; I will come! Speak; I will hear! Bid; I'll obey!'"
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