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
after the Sultan had ended his visit to the Princess. Now when the
eunuch saw her, he rose to her, and said, "Enter, but do not prolong
thy stay!" So they went in and when Marzawan beheld the Lady Budur in
the aforesaid plight, he saluted her, after his mother had doffed his
woman's garb: then he took out of their satchel books he had brought
with him; and, lighting a wax- candle, he began to recite certain
conjurations Thereupon the Princess looked at him and recognising him,
said, "O my brother, thou hast been absent on thy travels' and thy news
have been cut off from us." He replied, "True! but Allah hath brought
me back safe and sound, I am now minded to set out again nor hath aught
delayed me but the news I hear of thee; wherefore my heart burned for
thee and I came to thee, so haply I may free thee of thy malady." She
rejoined, O my brother, thinkest thou it is madness aileth me?" "Yes."
answered he, and she said, "Not so, by Allah! 'tis even as saith the
poet,
'Quoth they 'Thou rav'st on him thou lov'st': quoth I, *
'The sweets of love are only for th' insane!'
Love never maketh Time his friend befriend; *
Only the Jinn-struck wight such boon can gain:
Well! yes, I'm mad: bring him who madded me *
And, if he cure m: madness, blame restrain!'"
Then she let Marzawan know that she was love-daft and he said "Tell me
concerning thy tale and what befel thee: haply there may be in my hand
something which shall be a means of deliverance for thee."—And
Shahrazad perceived the dawn of da, and ceased saying her permitted
say.
When it was the One Hundred and Ninety-fourth Night,
She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that Marzawar thus
addressed Princess Budur, "Tell me concerning thy tale and what befel
thee: haply Allah may inspire me with a means of deliverance for thee."
Quoth she, "O my brother, hear my story which is this. One night I
awoke from sleep, in the last third of the night[FN#284] and, sitting
up, saw by my side the handsomest of youths that be, and tongue faileth
to describe him, for he was as a willow-wand or an Indian rattan-cane.
So methought it was my father who had done on this wise in order
thereby to try me, for that he had consulted me concerning wedlock,
when the Kings sought me of him to wife, and I had refused. It was this
though withheld me from arousing him, for I feared that, if I did aught
of embraced him, he would peradventure inform my father of m, doings.
But in the morning, I found on my finger his seal-ring, in place of my
own which he had taken. And, O my brother, m, heart was seized with
love of him at first sight; and, for the violence of my passion and
longing, I have never savoured the taste of sleep and have no
occupation save weeping alway and repeating verses night and day. And
this, O my brother, is my story and the cause of my madness." Then she
poured forth tears and repeated these couplets,
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