She made rose-water of her cheeks for my drink and she bit with teeth

like grains of hail those lips like the lotus-fruit, or jujube: Arab.

"Unnab" or "Nabk," the plum of the Sidr or Zizyphus lotus.

Footnote 197:

Meaning to let Patience run away like an untethered camel.

Footnote 198:

_i.e._ her fair face shining through the black hair. "Camphor" is a

favourite with Arab poets; the Persians hate it because connected in

their minds with death; being used for purifying the corpse. We read

in Burckhardt (Prov. 464) "Singing without siller is like a corpse

without Hanút"—this being a mixture of camphor and rose-water

sprinkled over the face of the dead before shrouded. Similarly

Persians avoid speaking of coffee, because they drink it at funerals

and use tea at other times.

Footnote 199:

_i.e._ she is angry and bites her carnelion lips with pearly teeth.

Footnote 200:

Arab. "Wa ba'ad;" the formula which follows "Bismillah"—In the name of

Allah. The French translate it _or sus_, etc. I have noticed the

legend about its having been first used by the eloquent Koss, Bishop

of Najrán.

Footnote 201:

_i.e._ Her mind is so troubled she cannot answer for what she writes.

Footnote 202:

The Bul. Edit. (i. 329) and the Mac. Edit. (i. 780) give to Shams

al-Nahar the greater part of Ali's answer, as is shown by the Calc.

Edit. (230 _et seq._) and the Bresl. Edit. (ii. 366 _et seq._). Lane

mentions this (ii. 74) but in his usual perfunctory way gives no

paginal references to the Calc, or Bresl.; so that those who would

verify the text may have the displeasure of hunting for it.

Footnote 203:

Arab. "Bi'smi 'lláhi' r-Rahmáni'r-Rahím." This auspicatory formula was

borrowed by Al-Islam not from the Jews but from the Guebre

"Ba nám-i-Yezdán bakhsháishgar-i-dádár!" (in the name of

Yezdan—God—All-generous, All-just!) The Jews have, "In the name of the

Great God;" and the Christians, "In the name of the Father, etc." The

so-called Sir John Mandeville begins his book, In the name of God,

Glorious and Almighty. The sentence forms the first of the Koran and

heads every chapter except only the ninth, an exception for which

recondite reasons are adduced. Hence even in the present day it begins

all books, letters and writings in general; and it would be a sign of

Infidelity (_i.e._ non-Islamism) to omit it. The difference between

"Rahmán" and "Rahím" is that the former represents an accidental

(compassionating), the latter a constant quality (compassionate). Sale

therefore renders it very imperfectly by "In the name of the most

merciful God;" the Latinists better, "In nomine Dei misericordis,

clementissimi" (Gottwaldt in Hamza Ispahanensis); Mr. Badger much

better, "In the name of God, the Pitiful, the Compassionate"—whose

only fault is not preserving the assonance: and Maracci best, "In

nomine Dei miseratoris, misericordis."

Footnote 204:

Arab. Majnún (_i.e._ one possessed by a Jinni) the well-known model

lover of Layla, a fictitious personage for whom see D'Herbelot (_s.

v._ Megnoun). She was celebrated by Abu Mohammed Nizam al-Din of

Ganjah (ob. A.H. 597 = 1200) pop. known as Nizámi, the caustic and

austere poet who wrote:—

The weals of this world are the ass's meed!

Would Nizámi were of the ass's breed.

The series in the East begins chronologically with Yúsuf and Zulaykhá

(Potiphar's wife) sung by Jámi (nat. A.H. 817 = 1414); the next in

date is Khusraw and Shirin (also by Nizami); Farhad and Shirin; and

Layla and Majnun (the Night-black maid and the Maniac-man) are the

last. We are obliged to compare the lovers with "Romeo and Juliet,"

having no corresponding instances in modern days: the classics of

Europe supply a host as Hero and Leander, Theagenes and Charicleia,

etc. etc.

Footnote 205:

The jeweller of Eastern tales from Marocco to Calcutta, is almost

invariably a rascal: here we have an exception.

Footnote 206:

This must not be understood of sealing-wax, which, however, is of

ancient date. The Egyptians (Herod. ii. 38) used "sealing earth" (γῆ

σημαντρίς) probably clay, impressed with a signet (δακτὺλιον); the

Greeks mud-clay (πηλός); and the Romans first cretula and then wax

(Beckmann). Mediæval Europe had bees-wax tempered with Venice

turpentine and coloured with cinnabar or similar material. The modern

sealing-wax, whose distinctive is shell-lac, was brought by the Dutch

from India to Europe; and the earliest seals date from about A.D.

1560. They called it Ziegel-lak, whence the German Siegel-lack, the

French preferring _cire-à-cacheter_, as distinguished from

_cire-à-sceller_, the softer material. The use of sealing-wax in India

dates from old times and the material, though coarse and unsightly, is

still preferred by Anglo-Indians because it resists heat whereas the

best English softens like pitch.

Footnote 207:

Evidently referring to the runaway Abu al-Hasan, not to the

she-Mercury.

Footnote 208:

An unmarried man is not allowed to live in a respectable quarter of a

Moslem city unless he takes such precaution. Lane (Mod. Egypt.

_passim_) has much to say on this point; and my excellent friend the

late Professor Spitta at Cairo found the native prejudice very

troublesome.

Footnote 209:

Arab. "Yá fulán" = O certain person (fulano in Span. and Port.) a

somewhat contemptuous address.

Footnote 210:

Mr. Payne remarks, "These verses apparently relate to Aboulhusn, but

it is possible that they may be meant to refer to Shemsennehar." (iii.

80.)

Footnote 211:

Arab. and Pers. "Bulúr" (vulg. billaur) retaining the venerable

tradition of the Belus-river. In Al-Hariri (Ass. of Halwán) it means

crystal and there is no need of proposing to translate it by onyx or

to identify it with the Greek βήρυλλος, the beryl.

Footnote 212:

The door is usually shut with a wooden bolt.

Footnote 213:

Arab. "Ritánah," from "Ratan," speaking any tongue not Arabic, the

allusion being to foreign mercenaries, probably Turks. In later days

Turkish was called Muwalla', a pied horse, from its mixture of

languages.

Footnote 214:

This is the rule; to guard against the _guet-apens_.

Footnote 215:

Arab. "Wálidati," used when speaking to one not of the family in lieu

of the familiar "Ummi" = my mother. So the father is Wálid = the

begetter.

Footnote 216:

This is one of the many euphemistic formulæ for such occasions: they

usually begin "May thy head live," etc.

Footnote 217:

Arab. "Kánún" Gr. κανὼν, an instrument not unlike the Austrian zither;

it is illustrated in Lane (ii. 77).

Footnote 218:

This is often done, the merit of the act being transferred to the soul

of the deceased.

Footnote 219:

The two amourists were martyrs; and their amours, which appear

exaggerated to the Western mind, have many parallels in the East. The

story is a hopeless affair of love; with only one moral (if any be

wanted) viz., there may be too much of a good thing. It is given very

concisely in the Bul. Edit. vol. i.; and more fully in the Mac. Edit.

aided in places by the Bresl. (ii. 320) and the Calc. (ii. 230).

TALE OF KAMAR AL-ZAMAN,

That there was in times of yore and in ages long gone before a King

called Shahrimán,[220] who was lord of many troops and guards, and

officers, and who reigned over certain islands, known as the Khálidán

Islands,[221] on the borders of the land of the Persians. But he was

stricken in years and his bones were wasted, without having been blessed

with a son, albeit he had four wives, daughters of Kings, and threescore

concubines, with each of whom he was wont to lie one night in turn.[222]

This preyed upon his mind and disquieted him, so that he complained

thereof to one of his Wazirs, saying, "Verily I fear lest my kingdom be

lost when I die, for that I have no son to succeed me." The Minister

answered, "O King, peradventure Allah shall yet bring something to pass;

so rely upon the Almighty and be instant in prayer. It is also my

counsel that thou spread a banquet and invite to it the poor and needy,

and let them eat of thy food; and supplicate the Lord to vouchsafe thee

a son; for perchance there may be among thy guests a righteous soul

whose prayers find acceptance; and thereby thou shalt win thy wish." So

the King rose, made the lesser ablution, and prayed a two-bow

prayer,[223] then he cried upon Allah with pure intention; after which

he called his chief wife to bed and lay with her forthright. By grace of

God she conceived and, when her months were accomplished, she bore a

male child, like the moon on the night of fulness. The King named him

Kamar al-Zamán,[224] and rejoiced in him with extreme joy and bade the

city be dressed out in his honour; so they decorated the streets seven

days, whilst the drums beat and the messengers bore the glad tidings

abroad. Then wet and dry nurses were provided for the boy and he was

reared in splendour and delight, until he reached the age of fifteen. He

grew up of surpassing beauty and seemlihead and symmetry, and his father

loved him so dear that he could not brook to be parted from him day or

night. One day he complained to a certain of his Ministers anent the

excess of his love for his only child, saying, "O thou the Wazir, of a

truth I fear for my son, Kamar al-Zaman, the shifts and accidents which

befal man and fain would I marry him in my lifetime." Answered the

Wazir, "O King, know thou that marriage is one of the most honourable of

moral actions, and thou wouldst indeed do well and right to marry thy

son in thy lifetime, ere thou make him Sultan." On this quoth the King,

"Hither with my son Kamar al-Zaman;" so he came and bowed his head to

the ground in modesty before his sire. "O Kamar al-Zaman," said King

Shahriman, "of a truth I desire to marry thee and rejoice in thee during

my lifetime." Replied he, "O my father, know that I have no lust to

marry nor doth my soul incline to women; for that concerning their craft

and perfidy I have read many books and heard much talk, even as saith

the poet:—

Now, an of women ask ye, I reply:— ✿ In their affairs I'm versed a

doctor rare!

When man's head grizzles and his money dwindles, ✿ In their affections

he hath naught for share."

And another said:—

Rebel against women and so shalt thou serve Allah the more; ✿ The youth

who gives women the rein must forfeit all hope to soar.

They'll baulk him when seeking the strange device, Excelsior, ✿ Tho'

waste he a thousand of years in the study of science and lore.

And when he had ended his verses he continued, "O my father, wedlock is

a thing whereto I will never consent; no, not though I drink the cup of

death." When Sultan Shahriman heard these words from his son, light

became darkness in his sight and he grieved thereat with great

grief.——And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say her

permitted say.

Now when it was the Hundred and Seventy-first Night,

She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that when King

Shahriman heard these words from his son, the light became darkness in

his sight and he grieved over his son's lack of obedience to his

directions in the matter of marriage; yet, for the great love he bore

him, he was unwilling to repeat his wishes and was not wroth with him,

but caressed him and spake him fair and showed him all manner of

kindness such as tendeth to induce affection. All this, and Kamar

al-Zaman Increased daily in beauty and loveliness and amorous grace; and

the King bore with him for a whole year till he became perfect in

eloquence and elegant wit. All men were ravished with his charms; and

every breeze that blew bore the tidings of his gracious favour; his fair

sight was a seduction to the loving and a garden of delight to the

longing, for he was honey-sweet of speech and the sheen of his face

shamed the full moon; he was a model of symmetry and blandishment and

engaging ways; his shape was as the willow-wand or the rattan-cane and

his cheeks might take the place of rose or red anemone. He was, in fine

the pink of perfection, even as the poet hath said of him:—

He came and cried they, "Now be Allah blest! ✿ Praise Him that clad that

soul in so fair vest!"

He's King of Beauty where the beauteous be; ✿ All are his Ryots,[225]

all obey his hest:

His lip-dew's sweeter than the virgin honey; ✿ His teeth are pearls in

double row close prest:

All charms are congregate in him alone, ✿ And deals his loveliness to

man unrest.

Beauty wrote on those cheeks for worlds to see ✿ "I testify there is

none good but He."[226]

When the year came to an end, the King called his son to him and said,

"O my son, wilt thou not hearken to me?" Whereupon Kamar al-Zaman fell

down for respect and shame before his sire and replied, "O my father,

how should I not hearken to thee, seeing that Allah commandeth me to

obey thee and not gainsay thee?" Rejoined King Shahriman, "O my son,

know that I desire to marry thee and rejoice in thee whilst yet I live,

and make thee King over my realm, before my death." When the Prince

heard his sire pronounce these words he bowed his head awhile, then

raised it and said, "O my father, this is a thing which I will never do;

no, not though I drink the cup of death! I know of a surety that the

Almighty hath made obedience to thee a duty in religion; but, Allah upon

thee! press me not in this matter of marriage, nor fancy that I will

ever marry my life long; for that I have read the books both of the

ancients and the moderns, and have come to know all the mischiefs and

miseries which have befallen them through women and their endless

artifices. And how excellent is the saying of the poet:—

He whom the randy motts entrap ✿ Shall never see deliverance!

Though build he forts a thousand-fold, ✿ Whose mighty strength

lead-plates enhance,[227]

Their force shall be of no avail; ✿ These fortresses have not a chance!

Women aye deal in treachery ✿ To far and near o'er earth's expanse;

With fingers dipt in Henna-blood ✿ And locks in braids that mad the

glance;

And eyelids painted o'er with Kohl ✿ They gar us drink of dire

mischance.

And how excellently saith another:—

Women, for all the chastity they claim, ✿ Are offal cast by kites

where'er they list:

This night their talk and secret charms are thine; ✿ That night another

joyeth calf and wrist:

Like inn, whence after night thou far'st at dawn, ✿ And lodges other

wight thou hast not wist."[228]

Now when King Shahriman heard these his son's words and learnt the

import of his verses and poetical quotations, he made no answer, of his

excessive love for him, but redoubled in graciousness and kindness to

him. He at once broke up the audience and, as soon as the seance was

over, he summoned his Minister and taking him apart, said to him, "O

thou the Wazir! tell me how I shall deal with my son in the matter of

marriage."——And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying

her permitted say.

Now when it was the Hundred and Seventy-second Night,

She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the King summoned

his Minister; and, taking him apart, said to him, "O thou the Wazir,

tell me what I shall do with my son in the matter of marriage. Of a

truth I took counsel with thee thereon and thou didst counsel me to

marry him, before making him King. I have spoken with him of wedlock

time after time and he still gainsaid me; so do thou, O Wazir,

forthright advise me what to do." Answered the Minister, "O King, wait

another year and, if after that thou be minded to speak to him on the

matter of marriage, speak not to him privily, but address him on a day

of state, when all the Emirs and Wazirs are present with the whole of

the army standing before thee. And when all are in crowd then send for

thy son, Kamar al-Zaman, and summon him; and, when he cometh, broach to

him the matter of marriage before the Wazirs and Grandees and Officers

of state and Captains; for he will surely be bashful and daunted by

their presence and will not dare to oppose thy will." Now when King

Shahriman heard his Wazir's words, he rejoiced with exceeding joy,

seeing success in the project, and bestowed on him a splendid robe of

honour. Then he took patience with his son another year, whilst, with

every day that passed over him, Kamar al-Zaman increased in beauty and

loveliness, and elegance and perfect grace, till he was nigh twenty

years old. Indeed Allah had clad him in the cloak of comeliness and had

crowned him with the crown of completion: his eye-glance was more

bewitching than Hárút and Marút[229] and the play of his luring looks

more misleading than Tághút;[230] and his cheeks shone like the dawn

rosy-red and his eyelashes stormed the keen-edged blade: the whiteness

of his brow resembled the moon shining bright, and the blackness of his

locks was as the murky night; and his waist was more slender than the

gossamer[231] and his back parts than two sand-heaps bulkier, making a

Babel of the heart with their softness; but his waist complained of the

weight of his hips and loins; and his charms ravished all mankind, even

as one of the poets saith in these couplets:—

"By his eyelash tendril curled, by his slender waist I swear,

By the dart his witchery feathers, fatal hurtling through the air;

By the just roundness of his shape, by his glances bright and keen,

By the swart limning of his locks, and his fair forehead shining sheen;

By his eyebrows which deny that she who looks on them should sleep,

Which now commanding, now forbidding, o'er me high dominion keep;

By the roses of his cheek, his face as fresh as myrtle wreath,

His tulip lips, and those pure pearls that hold the places of his teeth;

By his noble form, which rises featly turned in even swell

To where upon his jutting chest two young pomegranates seem to dwell;

By his supple moving hips, his taper waist, and silky skin,

By all he robbed Perfection of, and holds enchained his form within;

By his tongue of steadfastness, his nature true, and excellent,

By the greatness of his rank, his noble birth, and high descent,

Musk from my love her savour steals, who musk exhales from every limb

And all the airs ambergris breathes are but the Zephyr's blow o'er him.

The sun, methinks, the broad bright sun, as low before my love should

quail

As would my love himself transcend the paltry paring of his nail!"[232]

So King Shahriman, having accepted the counsel of his Wazir, waited for

another year and a great festival,——And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of

day and ceased to say her permitted say.

Now when it was the Hundred and Seventy-third Night,

She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that Shahriman having

accepted the counsel of his Wazir, waited for another year and a great

festival, a day of state when the audience hall was filled with his

Emirs and Wazirs and Grandees of his reign and Officers of State and

Captains of might and main. Thereupon he sent for his son Kamar al-Zaman

who came, and kissing the ground before him three times, stood in

presence of his sire with his hands behind his back the right grasping

the left.[233] Then said the King to him, "Know O my son, that I have

not sent for thee on this occasion and summoned thee to appear before

this assembly and all these officers of estate here awaiting our orders

save and except that I may lay a commandment on thee, wherein do thou

not disobey me; and my commandment is that thou marry, for I am minded

to wed thee to a King's daughter and rejoice in thee ere I die." When

the Prince heard this much from his royal sire, he bowed his head

groundwards awhile, then raising it towards his father and being moved

thereto at that time by youthful folly and boyish ignorance, replied,

"But for myself I will never marry; no, not though I drink the cup of

death! As for thee, thou art great in age and small of wit: hast thou

not, twice ere this day and before this occasion, questioned me of the

matter of marriage, and I refused my consent? Indeed thou dotest and are

not fit to govern a flock of sheep!" So saying Kamar al-Zaman unclasped

his hands from behind his back and tucked up his sleeves above his

elbows before his father, being in a fit of fury; moreover, he added

many words to his sire, knowing not what he said in the trouble of his

spirits. The King was confounded and ashamed, for that this befel in the

presence of his grandees and soldier-officers assembled on a high

festival and a state occasion; but presently the majesty of Kingship

took him, and he cried out at his son and made him tremble. Then he

called to the guards standing before him and said, "Seize him!" So they

came forward and laid hands on him and, binding him, brought him before

his sire, who bade them pinion his elbows behind his back and in this

guise make him stand before the presence. And the Prince bowed down his

head for fear and apprehension, and his brow and face were beaded and

spangled with sweat; and shame and confusion troubled him sorely.

Thereupon his father abused him and reviled him and cried, "Woe to thee,

thou son of adultery and nursling of abomination![234] How durst thou

answer me on this wise before my captains and soldiers? But hitherto

none hath chastised thee."——And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and

ceased saying her permitted say.

Now when it was the Hundred and Seventy-fourth Night,

She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that King Shahriman

cried out to his son Kamar al-Zaman, "How durst thou answer me on this

wise before my captains and soldiers? But hitherto none hath chastised

thee. Knowest thou not that this deed thou hast done were a disgrace to

him had it been done by the meanest of my subjects?" And the King

commanded his Mamelukes to loose his elbow bonds and imprison him in one

of the bastions of the citadel. So they took the Prince and thrust him

into an old tower, wherein there was a dilapidated saloon and in its

middle a ruined well, after having first swept it and cleansed its

floor-flags and set therein a couch on which they laid a mattress, a

leathern rug and a cushion; and then they brought a great lanthorn and a

wax candle, for that place was dark, even by day. And lastly the

Mamelukes led Kamar al-Zaman thither, and stationed an eunuch at the

door. And when all this was done, the Prince threw himself on the couch,

sad-spirited, and heavy-hearted; blaming himself and repenting of his

injurious conduct to his father, whenas repentance availed him naught,

and saying, "Allah curse marriage and marriageables and married women,

the traitresses all! Would I had hearkened to my father and accepted a

wife! Had I so done it had been better for me than this jail." This is

how it fared with him; but as regards King Shahriman, he remained seated

on his throne all through the day until sundown; then he took the

Minister apart and said to him, "Know thou, O Wazir, that thou and thou

only wast the cause of all this that hath come to pass between me and my

son by the advice thou wast pleased to devise; and so what dost thou

counsel me to do now?" Answered he, "O King, leave thy son in limbo for

the space of fifteen days: then summon him to thy presence and bid him

wed; and assuredly he shall not gainsay thee again."——And Shahrazad

perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.

Now when it was the Hundred and Seventy-fifth Night,

She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the Wazir said to

King Shahriman, "Leave thy son in limbo for the space of fifteen days;

then summon him to thy presence and bid him wed; and assuredly he shall

not gainsay thee again." The King accepted the Wazir's opinion and lay

down to sleep that night troubled at heart concerning his son; for he

loved him with dearest love because he had no other child but this; and

it was his wont every night not to sleep, save after placing his arm

under his son's neck. So he passed that night in trouble and unease on

the Prince's account, tossing from side to side, as he were laid on

coals of Artemisia-wood[235]; for he was overcome with doubts and fears

and sleep visited him not all that livelong night; but his eyes ran over

with tears and he began repeating:

While slanderers slumber, longsome is my night; ✿ Suffice thee a heart

so sad in parting-plight;

I say, while night in care slow moments by, ✿ "What! no return for thee,

fair morning light?"

And the saying of another:—

When saw I Pleiad-stars his glance escape ✿ And Pole-star draught of

sleep upon him pour;

And the Bier-daughters[236] wend in mourning dight, ✿ I knew that

morning was for him no more!

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