Translations from the German (Vol 3 of 3): Tales by Musæus, Tieck, RichterCarlyle, Thomas
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Translations from the German (Vol 3 of 3): Tales by Musæus, Tieck, Richter
Carlyle, Thomas
German fiction -- Translations into English
The Shiek, when he heard his despot talk in this dialect, marvelled much
that all things took so well; and blessed himself that he had held his
tongue, and retained his defensive oration to himself. Perceiving that
the Sultan seemed to look upon the whole as his invention, he directly
turned the rudder of his talk to the favourable breeze which was
rustling his sails, and spoke thus: "Puissant Commander of the Faithful,
be it known to thee that thy obedient slave took thought with himself
day and night how he might produce out of this old date-grove, at thy
beck and order, something unexampled, the like of which had never been
in Egypt before. Doubtless it was an inspiration of the Prophet that
suggested the idea of planning it according to the pattern of Paradise;
for I trusted, that by so doing I should not fail to meet the intention
of thy Highness."
The worthy Sultan's conception of the Paradise, which to all appearance
by the course of nature he must soon become possessed of, had still been
exceedingly confused; or rather, like the favoured of fortune, who take
their ease in this lower world, he had never troubled himself much about
the other. But whenever any Dervish or Iman, or other spiritual person,
mentioned Paradise, some image of his old park used to rise on his
fancy; and the park was not by any means his favourite scene. Now,
however, his imagination had been steered on quite a different tack. The
new picture of his future happiness filled his soul with joy; at least
he could now suppose that Paradise might not be so dull as he had
hitherto figured it: and believing that he now possessed a model of it
on the small scale, he formed a high opinion of the garden; and
expressed this forthwith, by directly making Shiek Kiamel a Bey, and
presenting him with a splendid caftan. Your thorough-paced courtier
belies his nature in no quarter of the world: Kiamel, without the
slightest hesitation, modestly appropriated the reward of a service
which his functionary had performed; not uttering a syllable about him
to the Sultan, and thinking him rather too liberally rewarded by a few
aspers which he added to his daily pay.
About the time when the Sun enters the Ram, a celestial phenomenon,
which in our climates is the watch-word for winter to commence his
operation; but under the milder sky of Egypt announces the finest season
of the year, the Flower of the World stept forth into the garden which
had been prepared for her, and found it altogether to her foreign taste.
She herself was, in truth, its greatest ornament: any scene where she
had wandered, had it been a desert in Arabia the Stony, or a Greenland
ice-field, would, in the eyes of a gallant person, have been changed
into Elysium at her appearance. The wilderness of flowers, which chance
had mingled in interminable rows, gave equal occupation to her eye and
her spirit: the disorder itself she assimilated, by her sprightly
allegories, to methodical arrangement.
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