The Thousand and One Nights, Vol. I.: Commonly Called the Arabian Nights' Entertainments
General
The Thousand and One Nights, Vol. I.: Commonly Called the Arabian Nights' Entertainments
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
But as to the Wezeer, the father of the bride, he returned with his
reason perplexed respecting the case of his daughter, and said to her, O
my daughter, reveal to me thy story. She replied, The elegant person
before whom I was displayed remained with me; and if thou believe me
not, see this is his turban, twisted just as it was, upon the
chair,[IV_52] and his drawers are under the bed, and in them is
something wrapped up: I know not what it is. So, when her father heard
this, he entered the bride-chamber, and found the turban of Ḥasan
Bedr-ed-Deen, the son of his brother; and taking it up, he turned it
over, and said, This is such a turban as is worn by Wezeers, except that
it is of the Móṣilee[IV_53] kind. He then observed an amulet sewed
in his red cloth cap; and he unsewed it; and he took the drawers, and
found the purse containing the thousand pieces of gold, and, opening
this, he discovered in it a paper, which, when he had read it he saw to
be a copy of the Jew's contract, with the name of Ḥasan Bedr-ed-Deen the
son of Noor-ed-Deen of Cairo; and he found also the thousand pieces of
gold. But when he read the paper he cried aloud and fell down in a
swoon; and as soon as he recovered, and understood the case, he was
astonished, and exclaimed, There is no deity but God, who is able to do
whatsoever He willeth! Then said he, O my daughter, knowest thou who
hath become thy husband? She answered, No.--He is the son of my brother,
said he, and the son of thine uncle; and these thousand pieces of gold
are thy dowry. Extolled be the perfection of God! Would that I knew how
this event hath happened!--Then he opened the amulet that was sewed up,
and found in it a paper written by the hand of his brother Noor-ed-Deen
of Cairo, the father of Ḥasan Bedr-ed-Deen: and when he beheld the
hand-writing of his brother he repeated this couplet:--
I behold their footsteps, and melt with desire, and pour forth
my tears upon the places they have trodden,
Begging of Him who hath afflicted me by their separation,
that He will bless me some day by a reunion.
[Illustration]
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account