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
little while. Presently she returned bearing in her right hand a
silver vessel full of cold water and in her left hand a bowl brimming
with milk and dates, together with some flesh of wild cattle. But I
could take of her nor meat nor drink for the excess of my passion, and
I applied to her these two couplets, saying,
"It was as though the sable dye[FN#120] upon her palms, *
Were raven perching on a swathe of freshest snow;
Thou seest Sun and Moon conjoined in her face, *
While Sun fear-dimmed and Moon fright-pallid show."
After I had eaten and drunk I said to the youth, "Know thou, O Chief of
the Arabs, that I have told thee in all truth who and what I am, and
now I would fain have thee do the like by me and tell me the truth of
thy case." Replied the young man, "As for this damsel she is my
sister." Quoth I, "It is my desire that thou give me her to wife of thy
free will: else will I slay thee and take her by force." Upon this, he
bowed his head groundwards awhile, then he raised his eyes to me and
answered, "Thou sayest sooth in avouching thyself a renowned knight and
famed in fight and verily thou art the lion of the desert; but if ye
all attack me treacherously and slay me in your wrath and take my
sister by force, it will be a stain upon your honour. An you be, as ye
aver, cavaliers who are counted among the Champions and reck not the
shock of foray and fray, give me a little time to don my armour and
sling on my sword and set lance in rest and mount war steed. Then will
we go forth into the field of fight, I and you; and, if I conquer you,
I will kill you to the last man; but if you overcome me and slay me,
this damsel, my sister, is yours." Hearing such words I replied, "This
is only just, and we oppose it not." Then I turned back my horse's head
(for my love for the damsel waxed hotter and hotter) and returned to my
companions, to whom I set forth her beauty and loveliness as also the
comeliness of the young man who was with her, together with his velour
and strength of soul and how he had avouched himself a match for a
thousand horse. Moreover, I described to my company the tent and all
the riches and rarities therein and said to them, "Know ye that this
youth would not have cut himself off from society and have taken up his
abode alone in this place, were he not a man of great prowess: so I
propose that whoso slayeth the younker shall take his sister." And they
said, "This contenteth us." Then my company armed themselves and
mounting, rode to the tent, where we found that the young man had
donned his gear and backed his steed; but his sister ran up to him (her
veil being drenched with tears), and took hold of his stirrup and cried
out, saying, "Alas!" and, "Woe worth the day!" in her fear for her
brother, and recited these couplets,
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