The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 08 (of 10)
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The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 08 (of 10)
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
"You've roused my desire and remain at rest,— * Waked my wounded
lids while you slept with zest.
And ye made me a vow ye would not hang back * But your guile when
you chained me waxt manifest.
I loved you in childhood unknowing Love; * Then slay me not who
am sore opprest.
Fear ye not from Allah when slaying a friend * Who gazeth on
stars when folk sleep their best?
By Allah, my kinsmen, indite on my tomb * 'This man was the slave
of Love's harshest hest!'
Haps a noble youth, like me Love's own thrall, * When he sees my
grave on my name shall call."
Then Queen Nur al-Huda commanded that not a girl should abide in the
city but should come up to the palace and pass in review before Hasan
and moreover she bade Shawahi go down in person and bring them up
herself. Accordingly all the maidens in the city presented themselves
before the Queen, who caused them to go in to Hasan, hundred after
hundred, till there was no girl left in the place, but she had shown
her to him; yet he saw not his wife amongst them. Then said she to him,
"Seest thou her amongst these?"; and he replied, "By thy life, O Queen,
she is not amongst them." With this she was sore enraged against him
and said to the old woman, "Go in and bring out all who are in the
palace and show them to him." So she displayed to him every one of the
palace-girls, but he saw not his wife among them and said to the Queen,
"By the life of thy head, O Queen, she is not among these." Whereat the
Queen was wroth and cried out at those around her, saying, "Take him
and hale him along, face to earth, and cut off his head, least any
adventure himself after him and intrude upon us in our country and spy
out our estate by thus treading the soil of our islands." So they threw
him down on his face and dragged him along; then, covering his eyes
with his skirt, stood at his head with bared brands awaiting royal
permission. Thereupon Shawahi came forward and kissing the ground
before the Queen, took the hem of her garment and laid it on her head,
saying, "O Queen, by my claim for fosterage, be not hasty with him,
more by token of thy knowledge that this poor wretch is a stranger, who
hath adventured himself and suffered what none ever suffered before
him, and Allah (to whom belong Might and Majesty,) preserved him from
death, for that his life was ordained to be long. He heard of thine
equity and entered thy city and guarded site;[FN#144] wherefore, if
thou put him to death, the report will dispread abroad of thee, by
means of the travellers, that thou hatest strangers and slayest them.
He is in any case at thy mercy and the slain of thy sword, if his wife
be not found in thy dominions; and whensoever thou desireth his
presence, I can bring him back to thee. Moreover, in very sooth I took
him under my protection only of my trust in thy magnanimity through my
claim on thee for fosterage, so that I engaged to him that thou wouldst
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