The Thousand and One Nights, Vol. I.: Commonly Called the Arabian Nights' Entertainments
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The Thousand and One Nights, Vol. I.: Commonly Called the Arabian Nights' Entertainments
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
As soon as she had finished the recitation of these verses, I said to
her, holding my drawn sword in my hand, This is the language of those
faithless women who renounce the ties of affinity, and regard not lawful
fellowship!--and I was about to strike her with the sword, and had
lifted up my arm to do so, when she rose--for she knew that it was I who
had wounded the slave--and, standing before me, pronounced some words
which I understood not, and said, May God, by means of my enchantment,
make thee to be half of stone, and half of the substance of
man!--whereupon I became as thou seest, unable to move, neither dead nor
alive; and when I had been reduced to this state, she enchanted the city
and its markets and fields. The inhabitants of our city were of four
classes; Muslims, and Christians, and Jews, and Magians; and she
transformed them into fish: the white are the Muslims; the red, the
Magians; the blue, the Christians; and the yellow, the Jews.[II_55] She
transformed, also, the four islands into four mountains, and placed them
around the lake; and from that time she has continued every day to
torture me, inflicting upon me a hundred lashes with a leathern whip,
until the blood flows from my wounds; after which she puts on my upper
half a vest of hair-cloth, beneath these garments.--Having said thus,
the young man wept, and ejaculating the following verses:--
Give me patience, O Allah, to bear what Thou decreest! I will be
patient, if so I may obtain thine approval.
I am straitened, indeed, by the calamity that hath befallen me:
but the Family of the favoured Prophet shall intercede
for me![II_56]
Upon this, the King, looking towards the young man, said to him, O
youth, thou hast increased my anxiety. And where (he added) is this
woman?--The young man answered, She is in the tomb where the slave is
lying, in the ḳubbeh; and every day, before she visits him, she strips
me of my clothing, and inflicts upon me a hundred lashes with the whip,
while I weep and cry out, unable to move so as to repulse her. After
thus torturing me, she repairs early to the slave, with the wine and
boiled meat.--By Allah, O youth, said the King, I will do thee an act of
kindness for which I shall be remembered, and a favour which historians
shall record in a biography after me.
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