The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 09 (of 10)
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The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 09 (of 10)
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
this clamour I will strip thy soul from thee." Then he commanded to
cast him into gaol, where he began to repent of having answered the
King and reproached himself for not having left him the gown and saved
his life. When it was the middle of the night, he rose to his feet and
prayed long and prayerfully, saying, "O Allah, Thou art the Righteous
Judge. Thou knowest my case and that which hath befallen me with this
tyrannical King, and I, Thine oppressed servant, beseech Thee, of the
abundance of Thy mercy, to deliver me from the hand of this unjust
ruler and send down on him Thy vengeance; for Thou art not unmindful of
the unright of every oppressor. Wherefore, if Thou know that he hath
wronged me, loose on him Thy vengeance this night and send down on him
Thy punishment; for Thy rule is just and Thou art the Helper of every
mourner, O Thou to whom belong the power and the glory to the end of
time!" When the gaoler heard the prayer of the poor prisoner he
trembled in every limb, and behold, a fire suddenly broke out in the
King's palace and consumed it and all that were therein, even to the
door of the prison,[FN#88] and none was spared but the gaoler and the
pilgrim. Now when the gaoler saw this, he knew that it had not befallen
save because of the pilgrim's prayer; so he loosed him and fleeing with
him forth of the burning, betook himself, he and the King's son, to
another city. So was the unjust King consumed, he and all his city, by
reason of his injustice, and he lost the goods both of this world and
the next world. "As for us, O auspicious King" continued the Wazir, "we
neither lie down nor rise up without praying for thee and thanking
Allah the Most High for His grace in giving thee to us, tranquil in
reliance on thy justice and the excellence of thy governance; and sore
indeed was our care for thy lack of a son to inherit thy kingdom,
fearing lest after thee there betide us a King unlike thee. But now the
Almighty hath bestowed His favours upon us and done away our concern
and brought us gladness in the birth of this blessed child; wherefore
we beseech the Lord to make him a worthy successor to thee and endow
him with glory and felicity enduring and good abiding." Then rose the
fifth Wazir and said, "Blessed be the Most High,"—And Shahrazad
perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say her permitted say.
When it was the Nine Hundred and Sixth Night,
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