The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 06 (of 10)
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The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 06 (of 10)
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
that meseemed the skies were fallen flat upon me, and the mountains
trembled at his voice. Then he commanded his hosts to charge;
accordingly they rushed on us and we rushed on them, each crying out
upon other, and battle reared its crest rising in volumes and smoke
ascending in columns and hearts well nigh cleaving. The birds and the
flying Jinn fought in the air and the beasts and men and the
foot-faring Jann in the dust and I fought with Al-Dimiryat, till I was
aweary and he not less so. At last, I grew weak and turned to flee from
him, whereupon my companions and tribesmen likewise took to flight and
my hosts were put to the rout, and Solomon cried out, saying, Take
yonder furious tyrant, the accursed, the infamous!’ Then man fell upon
man and Jinn upon Jinn and the armies of the Prophet charged down upon
us, with the wild beasts and lions on their right hand and on their
left, rending our horses and tearing our men; whilst the birds hovered
over-head in air pecking out our eyes with their claws and beaks and
beating our faces with their wings, and the serpents struck us with
their fangs, till the most of our folk lay prone upon the face of the
earth, like the trunks of date-trees. Thus defeat befel our King and we
became a spoil unto Solomon. As to me, I fled from before Al-Dimiryat,
but he followed me three months’ journey, till I fell down for
weariness and he overtook me, and pouncing upon me, made me prisoner.
Quoth I, By the virtue of Him who hath exalted thee and abased me,
spare me and bring me into the presence of Solomon, on whom be peace!’
So he carried me before Solomon, who received me after the foulest
fashion and bade bring this pillar and hollow it out. Then he set me
herein and chained me and sealed me with his signet-ring, and
Al-Dimiryat bore me to this place wherein thou seest me. Moreover, he
charged a great angel to guard me, and this pillar is my prison until
Judgment-day.” Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say
her permitted say.
When it was the Five Hundred and Seventy-second Night,
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