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

feigned himself a leach and went in to the damsel and made himself known

to her and told her how he purposed to deliver her, she cried

“Hearkening and obedience!” He then fared forth from her and sought the

King and said, “Go thou in to her and speak her softly and promise her

what may please her; so shall all thou desirest of her be accomplished

to thee.” Thereupon the King went in to her and when she saw him, she

rose and kissing the ground before him, bade him welcome and said, “I

admire how thou hast come to visit thy handmaid this day;” whereat he

was ready to fly for joy and bade the waiting-women and the eunuchs

attend her and carry her to the Hammam and make ready for her dresses

and adornment. So they went in to her and saluted her, and she returned

their salams with the goodliest language and after the pleasantest

fashion; whereupon they clad her in royal apparel and, clasping a collar

of jewels about her neck, carried her to the bath and served her there.

Then they brought her forth, as she were the full moon; and, when she

came into the King’s presence, she saluted him and kissed ground before

him; whereupon he joyed in her with joy exceeding and said to the

Prince, “O Sage, O philosopher, all this is of thy blessing. Allah

increase to us the benefit of thy healing breath!”[29] The Prince

replied, “O King, for the completion of her cure it behoveth that thou

go forth, thou and all thy troops and guards, to the place where thou

foundest her, not forgetting the beast of black wood which was with her;

for therein is a devil; and, unless I exorcise him, he will return to

her and afflict her at the head of every month.” “With love and

gladness,” cried the King, “O thou Prince of all philosophers and most

learned of all who see the light of day.” Then he brought out the ebony

horse to the meadow in question and rode thither with all his troops and

the Princess, little weeting the purpose of the Prince. Now when they

came to the appointed place, the Prince, still habited as a leach, bade

them set the Princess and the steed as far as eye could reach from the

King and his troops, and said to him, “With thy leave, and at thy word,

I will now proceed to the fumigations and conjurations, and here

imprison the adversary of mankind, that he may never more return to her.

After this, I shall mount this wooden horse which seemeth to be made of

ebony, and take the damsel up behind me; whereupon it will shake and

sway to and fro and fare forwards, till it come to thee, when the affair

will be at an end; and after this thou mayst do with her as thou wilt.”

When the King heard his words, he rejoiced with extreme joy; so the

Prince mounted the horse, and, taking the damsel up behind him, whilst

the King and his troops watched him, bound her fast to him. Then he

turned the ascending-pin and the horse took flight and soared with them

high in air, till they disappeared from every eye. After this the King

abode half the day, expecting their return; but they returned not. So

when he despaired of them, repenting him greatly of that which he had

done and grieving sore for the loss of the damsel, he went back to the

city with his troops. He then sent for the Persian who was in prison and

said to him, “O thou traitor, O thou villain, why didst thou hide from

me the mystery of the ebony horse? And now a sharper hath come to me and

hath carried it off, together with a slave-girl whose ornaments are

worth a mint of money, and I shall never see anyone or anything of them

again!” So the Persian related to him all his past, first and last, and

the King was seized with a fit of fury which well-nigh ended his life.

He shut himself up in his palace for a while, mourning and afflicted;

but at last his Wazirs came in to him and applied themselves to comfort

him, saying, “Verily, he who took the damsel is an enchanter, and

praised be Allah who hath delivered thee from his craft and sorcery!”

And they ceased not from him, till he was comforted for her loss. Thus

far concerning the King; but as for the Prince, he continued his career

towards his father’s capital in joy and cheer, and stayed not till he

alighted on his own palace, where he set the lady in safety; after which

he went in to his father and mother and saluted them and acquainted them

with her coming, whereat they were filled with solace and gladness. Then

he spread great banquets for the towns-folk——And Shahrazad perceived the

dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.

[Illustration]

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

She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the King’s son

spread great banquets for the towns-folk and they held high festival a

whole month, at the end of which time he went in to the Princess and

they took their joy of each other with exceeding joy. But his father

brake the ebony horse in pieces and destroyed its mechanism for flight;

moreover the Prince wrote a letter to the Princess’s father, advising

him of all that had befallen her and informing him how she was now

married to him and in all health and happiness, and sent it by a

messenger, together with costly presents and curious rarities. And when

the messenger arrived at the city which was Sana’a and delivered the

letter and the presents to the King, he read the missive and rejoiced

greatly thereat and accepted the presents, honouring and rewarding the

bearer handsomely. Moreover, he forwarded rich gifts to his son-in-law

by the same messenger, who returned to his master and acquainted him

with what had passed; whereat he was much cheered. And after this the

Prince wrote a letter every year to his father-in-law and sent him

presents till, in course of time, his sire King Sabur deceased and he

reigned in his stead, ruling justly over his lieges and conducting

himself well and righteously towards them, so that the land submitted to

him and his subjects did him loyal service; and Kamar al-Akmar and his

wife Shams al-Nahar abode in the enjoyment of all satisfaction and

solace of life, till there came to them the Destroyer of delights and

Sunderer of societies; the Plunderer of palaces, the Caterer for

cemeteries and the Garnerer of graves. And now glory be to the Living

One who dieth not and in whose hand is the dominion of the worlds

visible and invisible! Moreover I have heard tell the tale of

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Footnote 1:

This tale (one of those translated, by Galland) is best and fullest in

the Bresl. Edit. iii. 329.

Footnote 2:

Europe has degraded this autumnal festival, the Sun-fête Mihrgán

(which balanced the vernal Nau-roz) into Michaelmas and its

goose-massacre. It was so called because it began on the 16th of Mihr,

the seventh month; and lasted six days, with feasts, festivities and

great rejoicings in honour of the Sun, who now begins his

southing-course to gladden the other half of the world.

Footnote 3:

“Hindí” is an Indian Moslem as opposed to “Hindú,” a pagan, or Gentoo.

Footnote 4:

The orig. Persian word is “Sháh·púr” = King’s son: the Greeks (who had

no _sh_) (preferred Σαβὼρ); the Romans turned it into Sapor and the

Arabs (who lack the _p_) into Sábúr. See p. x. Hamzæ Ispahanensis

Annalium Libri x.: Gottwaldt, Lipsiæ mdcccxlviii.

Footnote 5:

The magic horse may have originated with the Hindu tale of a wooden

Garuda (the bird of Vishnu) built by a youth for the purpose of a

vehicle. It came with the “Moors” to Spain and appears in “Le Cheval

de Fust,” a French poem of the thirteenth Century. Thence it passed

over to England as shown by Chaucer’s “Half-told tale of Cambuscan

(Janghíz Khan?) bold,” as

The wondrous steed of brass

On which the Tartar King did ride;

And Leland (Itinerary) derives “Rutlandshire” from “a man named Rutter

who rode round it on a wooden horse constructed by art magic.” Lane

(ii. 548) quotes the parallel story of Cleomades and Claremond which

Mr. Keightley (Tales and Popular Fictions, chapt. ii) dates from our

thirteenth century. See Vol. i., p. 160.

Footnote 6:

All Moslems, except those of the Máliki school, hold that the maker of

an image representing anything of life will be commanded on the

Judgement Day to animate it, and failing will be duly sent to the

Fire. This severity arose apparently from the necessity of putting

down idol-worship and, perhaps, for the same reason the Greek Church

admits pictures but not statues. Of course the command has been

honoured with extensive breaching: for instance all the Sultans of

Stambul have had their portraits drawn and painted.

Footnote 7:

This description of ugly old age is written with true Arab _verve_.

Footnote 8:

Arab. “Badinján”: Hind. Bengan: Pers. Bádingán or Badilján; the Mala

insana (_Solanum pomiferum_ or _S. Melongena_) of the Romans, well

known in Southern Europe. It is of two kinds, the red (_Solanum

lycopersicum_) and the black (_S. Melongena_). The Spaniards know it

as “berengeria” and when Sancho Panza (Part ii. chapt. 2) says, “The

Moors are fond of egg-plants” he means more than appears. The

vegetable is held to be exceedingly heating and thereby to breed

melancholia and madness; hence one says to a man that has done

something eccentric, “Thou hast been eating brinjalls.”

Footnote 9:

Again to be understood _Hibernice_ “kilt.”

Footnote 10:

_i.e._ for fear of the evil eye injuring the palace and, haply,

himself.

Footnote 11:

The “Sufrah” before explained as acting provision-bag and table-cloth.

Footnote 12:

Eastern women in hot weather, lie mother-nude under a sheet here

represented by the hair. The Greeks and Romans also slept stripped and

in mediæval England the most modest women saw nothing indelicate in

sleeping naked by their naked husbands. The “night-cap” and the

“night-gown” are comparatively modern inventions.

Footnote 13:

Hindu fable turns this simile into better poetry, “She was like a

second and a more wondrous moon made by the Creator.”

Footnote 14:

“Sun of the Day.”

Footnote 15:

Arab. “Shirk” = worshipping more than one God. A theological term here

most appropriately used.

Footnote 16:

The Bul. Edit. as usual abridges (vol. i. 534). The Prince lands on

the palace-roof where he leaves his horse, and finding no one in the

building goes back to the terrace. Suddenly he sees a beautiful girl

approaching him with a party of her women, suggesting to him these

couplets:—

She came without tryst in the darkest hour, ✿ Like full moon lighting

horizon’s night:

Slim-formed, there is not in the world her like ✿ For grace of form or

for gifts of sprite:

“Praise him who made her from semen-drop,” ✿ I cried, when her beauty

first struck my sight:

I guard her from eyes, seeking refuge with ✿ The Lord of mankind and

of morning-light.

The two then made acquaintance and “follows what follows.”

Footnote 17:

Arab. “Akásirah,” explained (vol. i., 75) as the plur. of Kisrá.

Footnote 18:

The dearest ambition of a slave is not liberty but to have a slave of

his own. This was systematised by the servile rulers known in history

as the Mameluke Beys and to the Egyptians as the Ghuzz. Each had his

household of servile pages and squires, who looked forward to filling

the master’s place as knight or baron.

Footnote 19:

The well-known capital of Al-Yaman, a true Arabia Felix, a Paradise

inhabited by demons in the shape of Turkish soldiery and Arab

caterans. According to Moslem writers Sana’a was founded by Shem son

of Noah who, wandering southward with his posterity after his father’s

death, and finding the site delightful, dug a well and founded the

citadel, Ghamdán, which afterwards contained a _Maison Carrée_

rivalling (or attempting to rival) the Meccan Ka’abah. The builder was

Surahbíl who, says M. C. de Perceval coloured its four faces red,

white, golden and green; the central quadrangle had seven stories (the

planets) each forty cubits high, and the lowest was a marble hall

ceiling’d with a single slab. At the four corners stood hollow lions

through whose mouths the winds roared. This palatial citadel-temple

was destroyed by order of Caliph Omar. The city’s ancient name was

Azal or Uzal whom some identify with one of the thirteen sons of

Joktan (Genesis xi. 27): it took its present name from the Ethiopian

conquerors (they say) who, seeing it for the first time, cried “Hazá

Sana’ah!” meaning in their tongue, this is commodious, etc. I may note

that the word is Kisawahili (Zanzibarian) _e.g._ “Yámbo _sáná_—is the

state _good_?” Sana’a was the capital of the Tabábi’ah or Tobba Kings

who judaized; and the Abyssinians with their Negush made it Christian

while the Persians under Anushirwán converted it to Guebrism. It is

now easily visited but to little purpose; excursions in the

neighbourhood being deadly dangerous. Moreover the Turkish garrison

would probably murder a stranger who sympathised with the Arabs, and

the Arabs kill one who took part with their hated and hateful

conquerors. The late Mr. Shapira of Jerusalem declared that he had

visited it and Jews have great advantages in such travel. But his

friends doubted him.

Footnote 20:

The Bresl. Edit. (iii. 347) prints three vile errors in four lines.

Footnote 21:

Alcove is a corruption of the Arab. Al-Kubbah (the dome) through Span.

and Port.

Footnote 22:

Easterns as a rule sleep with head and body covered by a sheet or in

cold weather a blanket. The practice is doubtless hygienic, defending

the body from draughts when the pores are open; but Europeans find it

hard to adopt; it seems to stop their breathing. Another excellent

practice in the East and, indeed amongst barbarians and savages

generally, is training children to sleep with mouths shut: in after

life they never snore and in malarious lands they do not require

Outram’s “fever-guard,” a swathe of muslin over the mouth. Mr. Catlin

thought so highly of the “shut mouth” that he made it the subject of a

book.

Footnote 23:

Arab. “Hanzal” = coloquintida, an article often mentioned by Arabs in

verse and prose; the bright coloured little gourd attracts every eye

by its golden glance when travelling through the brown-yellow waste of

sand and clay. A favourite purgative (enough for a horse) is made by

filling the inside with sour milk which is drunk after a night’s

soaking: it is as active as the croton-nut of the Gold Coast.

Footnote 24:

The Bresl. Edit. iii. 354 sends him to the “land of Sín” (China).

Footnote 25:

Arab. “Yá Kisrawi!” = O subject of the Kisrá or Chosroë; the latter

explained in vol. i., 75. “Fars” is the origin of “Persia”; and there

is a hit at the prodigious lying of the modern race, whose forefathers

were so famous as truth-tellers. “I am a Persian, but I am not lying

now,” is a phrase familiar to every traveller.

Footnote 26:

There is no such name: perhaps it is a clerical error for “Har jáh” =

(a man of) any place. I know an Englishman who in Persian called

himself “Mirza Abdullah-i-Híchmakáni” = Master Abdullah of Nowhere.

Footnote 27:

The Bresl. Edit. (loc. cit.) gives a comical description of the Prince

assuming the dress of an astrologer-doctor, clapping an old book under

his arm, fumbling a rosary of beads, enlarging his turband,

lengthening his sleeves and blackening his eyelids with antimony.

Here, however, it would be out of place. Very comical also is the way

in which he pretends to cure the maniac by “muttering unknown words,

blowing in her face, biting her ear,” etc.

Footnote 28:

Arab. “Sar’a” = falling sickness. Here again we have in all its

simplicity the old nursery idea of “possession” by evil spirits.

Footnote 29:

Arab. “Nafahát” = breathings, benefits, the Heb. Neshamah opp. to

Nephesh (soul) and Ruach (spirit). Healing by the breath is a popular

idea throughout the East and not unknown to Western Magnetists and

Mesmerists. The miraculous cures of the Messiah were, according to

Moslems, mostly performed by aspiration. They hold that in the days of

Isa physic had reached its highest development, and thus his miracles

were mostly miracles of medicine; whereas, in Mohammed’s time,

eloquence had attained its climax and accordingly his miracles were

those of eloquence, as shown in the Koran and Ahádís.

UNS AL-WUJUD AND THE WAZIR’S DAUGHTER AL-WARD FI’L-AKMAM OR

ROSE-IN-HOOD.[30]

There was once, in days of yore and in ages and times long gone before,

a King of great power and lord of glory and dominion galore; who had a

Wazir Ibrahim hight, and this Wazir’s daughter was a damsel of

extraordinary beauty and loveliness, gifted with passing brilliancy and

the perfection of grace, possessed of abundant wit, and in all good

breeding complete. But she loved wassail and wine and the human face

divine and choice verses and rare stories; and the delicacy of her inner

gifts invited all hearts to love, even as saith the poet, describing

her:—

Like moon she shines amid the starry sky, ✿ Robing in tresses blackest

ink outvie.

The morning-breezes give her boughs fair drink, ✿ And like a branch she

sways with supple ply:

She smiles in passing us. O thou that art ✿ Fairest in yellow robed, or

cramoisie,

Thou playest with my wit in love, as though ✿ Sparrow in hand of playful

boy were I.[31]

Her name was Rose-in-Hood and she was so named for her young and tender

beauty and the freshness of her brilliancy; and the King loved her in

his cups because of her accomplishments and fine manners. Now it was the

King’s custom yearly to gather together all the nobles of his realm and

play with the ball.[32] So when the day came round whereon the folk

assembled for ball-play, the Minister’s daughter seated herself at her

lattice, to divert herself by looking on at the game; and, as they were

at play, her glance fell upon a youth among the guards than whom never

was seen a comelier face nor a goodlier form; for he was bright of

favour showing white teeth when he smiled, tall-statured and

broad-shouldered. She looked at him again and again and could not take

her fill of gazing; and presently said to her nurse, “What is the name

of yonder handsome young man among the troops?” Replied the nurse, “O my

daughter, the dear fellows are all handsome. Which of them dost thou

mean?” Said Rose-in-Hood, “Wait till he come past and I will point him

out to thee.” So she took an apple and as he rode by dropped it on him,

whereupon he raised his head, to see who did this, and espied the

Wazir’s daughter at the window, as she were the moon of fullest light in

the darkness of the night; nor did he withdraw his eyes, till his heart

was utterly lost to her, and he recited these lines:—

Was’t archer shot me, or was’t thine eyes ✿ Ruined lover’s heart that

thy charms espies?

Was the notchèd shaft[33] from a host outshot, ✿ Or from latticed window

in sudden guise?

When the game was at an end, and all had left the ground, she asked her

nurse, “What is the name of that youth I showed thee?”; and the good

woman answered, “His name is Uns al-Wujud;” whereat Rose-in-Hood shook

her head and lay down on her couch, with thoughts a-fire for love. Then,

sighing deeply, she improvised these couplets:—

He missed not who dubbed thee, “World’s delight,” ✿ A world’s love

conjoining to bounty’s light:[34]

O thou, whose favour the full moon favours, ✿ Whose charms make life and

the living bright!

Thou hast none equal amongst mankind; ✿ Sultan of Beauty, and proof I’ll

cite:

Thine eyebrows are likest a well-formed Nún,[35] ✿ And thine eyes a

Sád,[36] by His hand indite;

Thy shape is the soft, green bough that gives ✿ When asked to all with

all-gracious sprite:

Thou excellest knights of the world in stowre, ✿ With delight and beauty

and bounty dight.

When she had finished her verses, she wrote them on a sheet of paper,

which she folded in a piece of gold-embroidered silk and placed under

her pillow. Now one of her nurses had seen her; so she came up to her

and held her in talk till she slept, when she stole the scroll from

under her pillow; and, after reading it, knew that she had fallen in

love with Uns al-Wujud. Then she returned the scroll to its place and

when her mistress awoke, she said to her, “O my lady, indeed I am to

thee a true counsellor and am tenderly anxious on thy account. Know that

love is a tyrant and the hiding it melteth iron and entaileth sickness

and unease; nor for whoso confesseth it is there aught of reproach.”

Rejoined Rose-in-Hood, “And what is the medicine of passion, O nurse

mine?” Answered the nurse, “The medicine of passion is enjoyment.” Quoth

she, “And how may one come by enjoyment?” Quoth the other, “By letters

and messages, my lady; by whispered words of compliment and by greetings

before the world;[37] all this bringeth lovers together and makes hard

matters easy. So if thou have aught at heart, mistress mine, I am the

fittest to keep thy secret and do thy desires and carry thy letters.”

Now when the damsel heard this, her reason flew and fled for joy; but

she restrained herself from speech till she should see the issue of the

matter, saying within herself, “None knoweth this thing of me, nor will

I trust this one with my secret, till I have tried her.” Then said the

woman, “O my lady, I saw in my sleep as though a man came to me and

said:—Thy mistress and Uns al-Wujud love each other; so do thou serve

their case by carrying their messages and doing their desires and

keeping their secrets; and much good shall befal thee. So now I have

told thee my vision and it is thine to decide.” Quoth Rose-in-Hood,

after she heard of the dream,——And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day

and ceased to say her permitted say.

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

She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King that Rose-in-Hood asked

her nurse after hearing of the dream, “Tell me, canst thou keep a

secret, O my nurse?”; whereto she answered, “And how should I not keep

secrecy, I that am of the flower of the free?”[38] Then the maiden

pulled out the scroll, whereon she had written the verses and said,

“Carry me this my letter to Uns al-Wujud and bring me his reply.” The

nurse took the letter and, repairing to Uns al-Wujud, kissed his hands

and greeted him right courteously, then gave him the paper; and he read

it and, comprehending the contents, wrote on the back these couplets:—

I soothe my heart and my love repel; ✿ But my state interprets my love

too well:

When tears flow I tell them mine eyes are ill, ✿ Lest the censor see and

my case foretell,

I was fancy-free and unknew I Love; ✿ But I fell in love and in madness

fell.

I show you my case and complain of pain, ✿ Pine and ecstasy that your

ruth compel:

I write you with tears of eyes, so belike ✿ They explain the love come

my heart to quell;

Allah guard a face that is veiled with charms, ✿ Whose thrall is Moon

and the Stars as well:

In her beauty I never beheld the like; ✿ From her sway the branches

learn sway and swell:

I beg you, an ‘tis not too much of pains, ✿ To call;[39] ‘twere boon

without parallel.

I give you a soul you will haply take. ✿ To which Union is Heaven,

Disunion Hell.

Then he folded the letter and kissing it, gave it to the go-between and

said to her, “O nurse, incline thy lady’s heart to me.” “To hear is to

obey,” answered she and carried the script to her mistress, who kissed

it and laid it on her head, then she opened it and read it and

understood it and wrote at the foot of it these couplets:—

O whose heart by our beauty is captive ta’en, ✿ Have patience and all

thou shalt haply gain!

When we knew that thy love was a true affect, ✿ And what pained our

heart to thy heart gave pain,

We had granted thee wished-for call and more; ✿ But hindered so doing

the chamberlain.

When the night grows dark, through our love’s excess ✿ Fire burns our

vitals with might and main:

And sleep from our beds is driven afar, ✿ And our bodies are tortured by

passion-bane.

“Hide Love!” in Love’s code is the first command; ✿ And from raising his

veil thy hand restrain:

I fell love-fulfillèd by yon gazelle: ✿ Would he never wander from where

I dwell!

Then she folded the letter and gave it to the nurse, who took it and

went out from her mistress to seek the young man; but, as she would fare

forth, the chamberlain met her and said to her, “Whither away?” “To the

bath,” answered she; but in her fear and confusion, she dropped the

letter, without knowing it, and went off unrecking what she had done;

when one of the eunuchs, seeing it lying in the way, picked it up. When

the nurse came without the door, she sought for it, but found it not, so

turned back to her mistress and told her of this and what had befallen

her. Meanwhile, the Wazir came out of the Harim and seated himself on

his couch; whereupon behold, the eunuch, who had picked up the letter,

came in to him, hending it in hand and said, “O my lord, I found this

paper lying upon the floor and picked it up.” So the Minister took it

from his hand, folded as it was, and opening it, read the verses as

above set down. Then, after mastering the meaning, he examined the

writing and knew it for his daughter’s hand; whereupon he went to her

mother, weeping so abundant tears that his beard was wetted. His wife

asked him, “What maketh thee weep, O my lord?”; and he answered, “Take

this letter and see what is therein.” So she took it and found it to be

a love-letter from her daughter Rose-in-Hood to Uns al-Wujud: whereupon

the ready drops sprang to her eyes; but she composed her mind, and,

gulping down her tears, said to her husband, “O my lord, there is no

profit in weeping: the right course is to cast about for a means of

keeping thine honour and concealing the affair of thy daughter.” And she

went on to comfort him and lighten his trouble; but he said, “I am

fearful for my daughter by reason of this new passion. Knowest thou not

that the Sultan loveth Uns al-Wujud with exceeding love? And my fear

hath two causes. The first concerneth myself; it is, that she is my

daughter: the second is on account of the King; for that Uns al-Wujud is

a favourite with the Sultan and peradventure great troubles shall come

out of this affair. What deemest thou should be done?”——And Shahrazad

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

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

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

recounting the affair of his daughter, asked his wife, “What deemest

thou should be done?” And she answered, “Have patience whilst I pray the

prayer for right direction.” So she prayed a two-bow prayer according to

the prophetic[40] ordinance for seeking divine guidance; after which she

said to her husband, “In the midst of the Sea of Treasures[41] standeth

a mountain named the Mount of the Bereaved Mother (the cause of which

being so called shall presently follow in its place, Inshallah!); and

thither can none have access, save with pains and difficulty and

distress: do thou make that same her abiding-place.” Accordingly the

Minister and his wife agreed to build on that mountain a virgin castle

and lodge their daughter therein with the necessary provision to be

renewed year by year and attendants to cheer and to serve her.

Accordingly he collected carpenters, builders and architects, and

despatched them to the mountain, where they builded her an impregnable

castle, never saw eyes the like thereof. Then he made ready vivers and

carriage for the journey and, going in to his daughter by night, bade

her prepare to set out on a pleasure-excursion. Thereupon her heart

presaged the sorrows of separation and, when she went forth and saw the

preparations for the journey, she wept with sore weeping and wrote that

upon the door which might acquaint her lover with what had passed and

with the transports of passion and grief that were upon her, transports

such as would make the flesh to shiver and hair to stare, and melt the

hardest stone with care, and tear from every eye a tear. And what she

wrote were these couplets:—

By Allah, O thou house, if my beloved a morn go by, ✿ And greet with

signs and signals lover e’er is wont to fly,

I pray thee give him our salams in pure and fragrant guise, ✿ For he

indeed may never know where we this eve shall lie.

I wot not whither they have fared, thus bearing us afar ✿ At speed, and

lightly-quipt, the lighter from one love to fly:

When starkens night, the birds in brake or branches snugly perched ✿

Wail for our sorrow and announce our hapless destiny:

The tongue of their condition saith, “Alas, alas for woe, ✿ And heavy

brunt of parting-blow two lovers must aby”:

When viewed I separation-cups were fillèd to the brim ✿ And us with

merest sorrow-wine Fate came so fast to ply,

I mixed them with becoming share of patience self to excuse, ✿ But

Patience for the loss of you her solace doth refuse.

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