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
without a tear anent my journey; for none may avail to tread our
earth." And she ceased not to persuade him, till he deigned give her
leave to depart.—And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to
say her permitted say.
When it was the Eight Hundred and Eighteenth Night,
She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the Princess
ceased not to persuade him till he deigned give her leave to depart,
and bade a thousand horse escort her to the river and abide there, till
she entered her sister's city and palace and returned to them, when
they should take her and carry her back to him. Moreover, he charged
her tarry with her sister but two days and return to him in haste; and
she answered, "Hearing and obedience." Then rising up she went forth
and he with her and farewelled her. Now his words had sunken deep into
her heart and she feared for her children; but it availeth not to
fortify herself by any device against the onset of Destiny. So she set
out and fared on diligently three days, till she came to the river and
pitched her tents on its bank. Then she crossed the stream, with some
of her counsellors, pages and suite and, going up to the city and the
palace, went in to Queen Nur al-Huda, with whom she found her children
who ran to her weeping and crying out, "O our father!" At this, the
tears railed from her eyes and she wept; then she strained them to her
bosom, saying, "What! Have you seen your sire at this time? Would the
hour had never been, in which I left him! If I knew him to be in the
house of the world, I would carry you to him." Then she bemoaned
herself and her husband and her children weeping and reciting these
couplets,
"My friends, despight this distance and this cruelty, * I pine
for you, incline to you where'er you be.
My glance for ever turns toward your hearth and home * And mourns
my heart the bygone days you woned with me,
How many a night foregathered we withouten fear * One loving,
other faithful ever fain and free!"
When her sister saw her fold her children to her bosom, saying, "'Tis I
who have done thus with myself and my children and have ruined my own
house!" she saluted her not, but said to her, "O whore, whence haddest
thou these children? Say, hast thou married unbeknown to thy sire or
hast thou committed fornication?[FN#157] An thou have played the
piece, it behoveth thou be exemplarily punished; and if thou have
married sans our knowledge, why didst thou abandon thy husband and
separate thy sons from thy sire and bring them hither?"—And Shahrazad
perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.
When it was the Eight Hundred and Nineteenth Night,
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