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 CONTENTS OF THE SECOND VOLUME.

PAGE

7. NUR AL-DIN ALI AND THE DAMSEL ANIS AL-JALIS. 1

(Lane, Chapt. VI. Story of Noor ed-Deen and Enees el-
Jelees: vol. I. p. 436.)

8. TALE OF GHANIM BIN AYYUB, THE DISTRAUGHT, THE 45

THRALL O' LOVE
(Lane, Chapt. VII. Story of Ghanim the Son of Eiyoob, the
Distracted Slave of Love: p. 487.)

a. Tale of the First Eunuch, Bukhayt 49

b. Tale of the Second Eunuch, Kafur 51

(Story of the Slave Kafoor: p. 491.)

9. TALE OF KING OMAR BIN AL-NU'UMAN AND HIS SONS 77

SHARRKAN AND ZAU AL-MAKAN

a. Tale of Taj al-Muluk and the Princess Dunya 283

(Lane, Chapt. VIII. Story of Taj el-Mulook and the Lady
Dunya: p. 523.)
 aa. Tale of Aziz and Azizah 298

(Lane, Chapt. VIII. Story of Azeez and Azeezah: p. 535.)

 NUR AL-DIN ALI AND THE DAMSEL ANIS AL-
JALIS

Quoth Shahrazad[1]:—It hath reached me, O auspicious King of

intelligence penetrating, that there was, amongst the Kings of
Bassorah,[2] a King who loved the poor and needy and cherished his
lieges, and gave of his wealth to all who believed in Mohammed
(whom Allah bless and assain!), and he was even as one of the
poets described him:—
A King who when hosts of the foe invade, ✿ Receives them with lance-lunge and
sabre-sway;
Writes his name on bosoms in thin red lines, ✿ And scatters the horsemen in wild
dismay.[3]

His name was King Mohammed bin Sulayman al-Zayni, and he had
two Wazirs, one called Al-Mu'in, son of Sawi and the other Al-Fazl
son of Khákán. Now Al-Fazl was the most generous of the people of
his age, upright of life, so that all hearts united in loving him and the
wise flocked to him for counsel; whilst the subjects used to pray for
his long life, because he was a compendium of the best qualities,
encouraging the good and lief, and preventing evil and mischief. But
the Wazir Mu'in bin Sawi on the contrary hated folk[4] and loved not
the good and was a mere compound of ill; even as was said of him:
—
Hold to nobles, sons of nobles! 'tis ever Nature's test ✿ That nobles born of nobles
shall excel in noble deed:
And shun the mean of soul, meanly bred, for 'tis the law, ✿ Mean deeds come of
men who are mean of blood and breed.
And as much as the people loved and fondly loved Al-Fazl bin
Khakan, so they hated and thoroughly hated the mean and miserly
Mu'in bin Sawi. It befel one day by the decree of the Decreer, that
King Mohammed bin Sulayman al-Zayni, being seated on his throne
with his officers of state about him, summoned his Wazir Al-Fazl and
said to him, "I wish to have a slave-girl of passing beauty, perfect in
loveliness, exquisite in symmetry and endowed with all praiseworthy
gifts." Said the courtiers, "Such a girl is not to be bought for less
than ten thousand gold pieces:" whereupon the Sultan called out to
his treasurer and said, "Carry ten thousand dinars to the house of
Al-Fazl bin Khakan." The treasurer did the King's bidding; and the
Minister went away, after receiving the royal charge to repair to the
slave-bazar every day, and entrust to brokers the matter aforesaid.
Moreover the King issued orders that girls worth above a thousand
gold pieces should not be bought or sold without being first
displayed to the Wazir. Accordingly no broker purchased a slave-girl
ere she had been paraded before the minister; but none pleased
him, till one day a dealer came to the house and found him taking
horse and intending for the palace. So he caught hold of his stirrup
saying:—
O thou, who givest to royal state sweet savour, ✿ Thou'rt a Wazir shalt never fail
of favour!
Dead Bounty thou hast raised to life for men; ✿ Ne'er fail of Allah's grace such
high endeavour!

Then quoth he, "O my lord, that surpassing object for whom the
gracious mandate was issued is at last found;[5]" and quoth the
Wazir, "Here with her to me!" So he went away and returned after a
little, bringing a damsel in richest raiment robed, a maid spear-
straight of stature and five feet tall; budding of bosom with eyes
large and black as by Kohl traced, and dewy lips sweeter than syrup
or the sherbet one sips, a virginette smooth cheeked and shapely
faced, whose slender waist with massive hips was engraced; a form
more pleasing than branchlet waving upon the topmost trees, and a
voice softer and gentler than the morning breeze, even as saith one
of those who have described her:—
Strange is the charm which dights her brows like Luna's disk that shine; ✿ O
sweeter taste than sweetest Robb[6] or raisins of the vine.
A throne th' Empyrean keeps for her in high and glorious state, ✿ For wit and
wisdom, wandlike form and graceful bending line:
She in the Heaven of her face[7] the seven-fold stars displays, ✿ That guard her
cheeks as satellites against the spy's design:
If man should cast a furtive glance or steal far look at her, ✿ His heart is burnt by
devil-bolts shot by those piercing eyne.

When the Wazir saw her she made him marvel with excess of
admiration, so he turned, perfectly pleased, to the broker and asked,
"What is the price of this girl?"; whereto he answered, "Her market-
value stands at ten thousand dinars, but her owner swears that this
sum will not cover the cost of the chickens she hath eaten, the wine
she hath drunken and the dresses of honour bestowed upon her
instructor: for she hath learned calligraphy and syntax and
etymology; the commentaries of the Koran; the principles of law and
religion; the canons of medicine, and the calendar and the art of
playing on musical instruments."[8] Said the Wazir, "Bring me her
master." So the broker brought him at once and, behold, he was a
Persian of whom there was left only what the days had left; for he
was as a vulture bald and scald and a wall trembling to its fall. Time
had buffetted him with sore smart, yet was he not willing this world
to depart; even as said the poet:—
Time hath shattered all my frame, ✿ Oh! how time hath shattered me.
Time with lordly might can tame ✿ Manly strength and vigour free.
Time was in my youth, that none ✿ Sped their way more fleet and fast:
Time is and my strength is gone, ✿ Youth is sped, and speed is past.[9]

The Wazir asked him, "Art thou content to sell this slave-girl to the
Sultan for ten thousand dinars?"; and the Persian answered, "By
Allah, if I offered her to the King for naught, it were but my devoir,"
[10]
So the Minister bade bring the monies and saw them weighed
out to the Persian, who stood up before him and said, "By the leave
of our lord the Wazir, I have somewhat to say;" and the Wazir
replied, "Out with all thou hast!" "It is my opinion," continued the
slave-dealer, "that thou shouldst not carry the maid to the King this
day; for she is newly off a journey; the change of air[11] hath
affected her and the toils of trouble have fretted her. But keep her
quiet in thy palace some ten days, that she may recover her looks
and become again as she was. Then send her to the Hammam and
clothe her in the richest of clothes and go up with her to the Sultan:
this will be more to thy profit." The Wazir pondered the Persian's
words and approved of their wisdom; so he carried her to his palace,
where he appointed her private rooms, and allowed her every day
whatever she wanted of meat and drink and so forth. And on this
wise she abode a while. Now the Wazir Al-Fazl had a son like the full
moon when sheeniest dight, with face radiant in light, cheeks ruddy
bright, and a mole like a dot of ambergris on a downy site; as said
of him the poet and said full right:—
A moon which blights you[12] if you dare behold; ✿ A branch which folds you in its
waving fold:
Locks of the Zanj[13] and golden glint of hair; ✿ Sweet gait and form a spear to
have and hold:
Ah! hard of heart with softest slenderest waist, ✿ That evil to this weal why not
remould?[14]
Were thy form's softness placed in thy heart, ✿ Ne'er would thy lover find thee
harsh and cold:
Oh thou accuser! be my love's excuser, ✿ Nor chide if love-pangs deal me woes
untold!
I bear no blame; 'tis all my heart and eyne; ✿ So leave thy blaming, let me yearn
and pine.

Now the handsome youth knew not the affair of the damsel; and his
father had enjoined her closely, saying, "Know, O my daughter, that
I have bought thee as a bedfellow for our King, Mohammed bin
Sulayman al-Zayni; and I have a son who is a Satan for girls and
leaves no maid in the neighbourhood without taking her
maidenhead; so be on thy guard against him and beware of letting
him see thy face or hear thy voice." "Hearkening and obedience,"
said the girl; and he left her and fared forth. Some days after this it
happened by decree of Destiny, that the damsel repaired to the
baths in the house, where some of the slave women bathed her;
after which she arrayed herself in sumptuous raiment; and her
beauty and loveliness were thereby redoubled. Then she went in to
the Wazir's wife and kissed her hand; and the dame said to her,
"Naiman! May it benefit thee,[15] O Anis al-Jalis![16] Are not our baths
handsome?" "O my mistress," she replied, "I lacked naught there
save thy gracious presence." Thereupon the lady said to her slave-
women, "Come with us to the Hammam, for it is some days since we
went there:" they answered, "To hear is to obey!" and rose and all
accompanied her. Now she had set two little slave-girls to keep the
door of the private chamber wherein was Anis al-Jalis and had said
to them, "Suffer none go in to the damsel." Presently, as the
beautiful maiden sat resting in her rooms, suddenly came in the
Wazir's son whose name was Nur al-Din Ali,[17] and asked after his
mother and her women, to which the two little slave-girls replied,
"They are in the Hammam." But the damsel, Anis al-Jalis, had heard
from within Nur al-Din Ali's voice and had said to herself, "O would
Heaven I saw what like is this youth against whom the Wazir warned
me, saying that he hath not left a virgin in the neighbourhood
without taking her virginity: by Allah, I do long to have sight of him!"
So she sprang to her feet with the freshness of the bath on her and,
stepping to the door, looked at Nur al-Din Ali and saw a youth like
the moon in its full and the sight bequeathed her a thousand sighs.
The young man also glanced at her and the look made him heir to a
thousand thoughts of care; and each fell into Love's ready snare.
Then he stepped up to the two little slave-girls and cried aloud at
them; whereupon both fled before him and stood afar off to see
what he would do. And behold, he walked to the door of the
damsel's chamber and, opening it, went in and asked her "Art thou
she my father bought for me?" and she answered "Yes." Thereupon
the youth, who was warm with wine, came up to her and embraced
her; then he took her legs and passed them round his waist and she
wound her arms about his neck, and met him with kisses and
murmurs of pleasure and amorous toyings. Next he sucked her
tongue and she sucked his and, lastly, he loosed the strings of her
petticoat-trousers and abated her maidenhead. When the two little
slave-girls saw their young master get in unto the damsel, Anis al-
Jalis, they cried out and shrieked; so as soon as the youth had had
his wicked will of her, he rose and fled forth fearing the
consequences of his ill-doing. When the Wazir's wife heard the slave-
girls' cries, she sprang up and came out of the baths with the
perspiration pouring from her face, saying, "What is this unseemly
clamour in the house[18]?" Then she came up to the two little slave-
girls and asked them saying, "Fie upon you! what is the matter?";
and both answered, "Verily our lord Nur al-Din came in and beat us,
so we fled; then he went up to Anis al-Jalis and threw his arms
round her and we know not what he did after that; but when we
cried out to thee he ran away." Upon this the lady went to Anis al-
Jalis and said to her, "What tidings?" "O my lady," she answered, "as
I was sitting here lo! a handsome young man came in and said to
me:—Art thou she my father bought for me?; and I answered Yes;
for, by Allah, O mistress mine, I believed that his words were true;
and he instantly came in and embraced me." "Did he nought else
with thee but this?" quoth the lady, and quoth she, "Indeed he did!
But he did it only three times." "He did not leave thee without
dishonouring thee!" cried the Wazir's wife and fell to weeping and
buffetting her face, she and the girl and all the handmaidens, fearing
lest Nur al-Din's father should kill him.[19] Whilst they were thus, in
came the Wazir and asked what was the matter, and his wife said to
him, "Swear that whatso I tell thee thou wilt attend to it." "I will,"
answered he. So she related to him what his son had done, whereat
he was much concerned and rent his raiment and smote his face till
his nose bled, and plucked out his beard by the handful. "Do not kill
thyself," said his wife, "I will give thee ten thousand dinars, her
price, of my own money." But he raised his head and cried; "Out
upon thee! I have no need of her purchase-money: my fear is lest
life as well as money go." "O my lord, and how is that?" "Wottest
thou not that yonder standeth our enemy Al-Mu'in bin Sawi who, as
soon as he shall hear of this matter, will go up to the Sultan?"——
And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her
permitted say.
 Now when it was the Thirty-fifth Night,
She continued, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the
Wazir said to his wife, "Wottest thou not that yonder standeth our
enemy Al-Mu'in bin Sawi who, as soon as he hears of this matter will
go up to the Sultan and say to him:—Thy Wazir who, thou wilt have
it loveth thee, took from thee ten thousand ducats and bought
therewith a slave-girl whose like none ever beheld; but when he saw
her, she pleased him and he said to his son:—Take her: thou art
worthier of her than the Sultan. So he took her and did away with
her virginity and she is now in his house. The King will say:—Thou
liest! to which he will reply:—With thy leave I will fall upon him
unawares and bring her to thee. The King will give him warranty for
this and he will come down upon the house and will take the girl and
present her to the Sultan, who will question her and she will not be
able to deny the past. Then mine enemy will say:—O my lord, thou
wottest that I give thee the best of counsel; but I have not found
favour in thine eyes. Thereupon the Sultan will make an example of
me, and I shall be a gazing-stock to all the people and my life will be
lost." Quoth his wife, "Let none know of this thing which hath
happened privily, and commit thy case to Allah and trust in Him to
save thee from such strait; for He who knoweth the future shall
provide for the future." With this she brought the Wazir a cup of
wine and his heart was quieted, and he ceased to feel wrath and
fear. Thus far concerning him; but as regards his son Nur al-Din Ali,
fearing the consequence of his misdeed he abode his day long in the
flower-garden and came back only at night to his mother's
apartment where he slept; and, rising before dawn, returned to the
gardens. He ceased not to do thus for two whole months without
showing his face to his parent, till at last his mother said to his
father, "O my lord, shall we lose our boy as well as the girl? If
matters continue long in this way he will flee from us." "And what to
do?" asked he; and she answered, "Do thou watch this night; and,
when he cometh, seize on him and frighten him: I will rescue him
from thee and do thou make peace with him and give him the
damsel to wife, for she loveth him as he loveth her. And I will pay
thee her price." So the Minister sat up that night and, when his son
came, he seized him and throwing him down knelt on his breast and
showed as though he would cut his throat; but his mother ran to the
youth's succour and asked her husband, "What wouldest thou do
with him?" He answered her, "I will split his weasand." Said the son
to the father, "Is my death, then, so light a matter to thee?"; and his
father's eyes welled with tears, for natural affection moved him, and
he rejoined, "O my son, how light was to thee the loss of my good
and my life!" Quoth Nur al-Din, "Hear, O my father, what the poet
hath said:—
Forgive me! thee-ward sinned I, but the wise ✿ Ne'er to the sinner shall deny his
grace:
Thyfoe may pardon sue when lieth he ✿ In lowest, and thou holdest highest
place!"

Thereupon the Wazir rose from off his son's breast saying, "I forgive
thee!"; for his heart yearned to him; and the youth kissed the hand
of his sire who said, "O my son, were I sure that thou wouldest deal
justly by Anis al-Jalis, I would give her to thee." "O my father, what
justice am I to do to her?" "I enjoin thee, O my son, not to take
another wife or concubine to share with her, nor sell her." "O my
father! I swear to thee that verily I will not do her injustice in either
way." Having sworn to that effect Nur al-Din went in to the damsel
and abode with her a whole year, whilst Allah Almighty caused the
King to forget the matter of the maiden; and Al-Mu'in, though the
affair came to his ears, dared not divulge it by reason of the high
favour in which his rival stood with the Sultan. At the end of the year
Al-Fazl went one day to the public baths; and, as he came out whilst
he was still sweating, the air struck him[20] and he caught a cold
which turned to a fever; then he took to his bed. His malady gained
ground and restlessness was longsome upon him and weakness
bound him like a chain; so he called out, "Hither with my son;" and
when Nur al-Din Ali came he said to him, "O my son, know that
man's lot and means are distributed and decreed; and the end of
days by all must be dree'd; and that every soul drain the cup of
death is nature's need." Then he repeated these lines:—
I die my death, but He alone is great who dieth not! ✿ And well I wot, soon shall I
die, for death was made my lot:
A King there's not that dies and holds his kingdom in his hand, ✿ For Sovranty the
Kingdom is of Him who dieth not.

Then he continued, "O my son, I have no charge to leave thee save

that thou fear Allah and look to the issues of thine acts and bear in
mind my injunctions anent Anis al-Jalis." "O my father!" said Nur al-
Din, "who is like unto thee? Indeed thou art famed for well doing
and preachers offer prayers for thee in their pulpits!" Quoth Al-Fazl,
"O my son, I hope that Allah Almighty may grant me acceptance!"
Then he pronounced the Two Testimonies,[21] or Professions of the
Faith, and was recorded among the blessed. The palace was filled
with crying and lamentation and the news of his death reached the
King, and the city-people wept, even those at their prayers and
women at household cares and the schoolchildren shed tears for
Bin-Khakan. Then his son Nur al-Din Ali arose and made ready his
funeral, and the Emirs and Wazirs and high Officers of State and
city-notables were present, amongst them the Wazir al-Mu'in bin
Sawi. And as the bier went forth from the house some one in the
crowd of mourners began to chant these lines:—
On the fifth day I quitted all my friends for evermore, ✿ And they laid me out and
washed me on a slab without my door:[22]
They stripped me of the clothes I was ever wont to wear, ✿ And they clothed me
in the clothes which till then I never wore.
On four men's necks they bore me and carried me from home ✿ To chapel; and
some prayed for him on neck they bore:
They prayed for me a prayer that no prostration knows;[23] ✿ They prayed for me
who praised me and were my friends of yore;
And they laid me in a house with a ceiling vaulted o'er, ✿ And Time shall be no
more ere it ope to me its door.

When they had shovelled in the dust over him and the crowd had
dispersed, Nur al-Din returned home and he lamented with sobs and
tears; and the tongue of the case repeated these couplets:—
On the fifth day at even-tide they went away from me: ✿ I farewelled them as
faring they made farewell my lot:
But my spirit as they went, with them went and so I cried, ✿ "Ah return ye!" but
replied she, "Alas! return is not
To a framework lere and lorn that lacketh blood and life, ✿ A frame whereof
remaineth naught but bones that rattle and rot:
Mine eyes are blind and cannot see quencht by the flowing tear! ✿ Mine ears are
dull and lost to sense: they have no power to hear!"

He abode a long time sorrowing for his father till, one day, as he was
sitting at home, there came a knocking at the door; so he rose in
haste and opening let in a man, one of his father's intimates and
who had been the Wazir's boon-companion. The visitor kissed Nur
al-Din's hand and said to him, "O my lord, he who hath left the like
of thee is not dead; and this way went also the Chief of the Ancients
and the Moderns.[24] O my lord Ali, be comforted and leave
sorrowing." Thereupon Nur al-Din rose and going to the guest-
saloon transported thither all he needed. Then he assembled his
companions and took his handmaid again; and, collecting round him
ten of the sons of the merchants, began to eat meat and drink wine,
giving entertainment after entertainment and lavishing his presents
and his favours. One day his Steward came to him and said, "O my
lord Nur al-Din, hast thou not heard the saying, Whoso spendeth
and reckoneth not, to poverty wendeth and recketh not?" And he
repeated what the poet wrote:—
I look to my money and keep it with care, ✿ For right well I wot 'tis my buckler
and brand:
Did I lavish my dirhams on hostilest foes,[25] ✿ I should truck my good luck by
mine ill luck trepanned:
So I'll eat it and drink it and joy in my wealth; ✿ And no spending my pennies on
others I'll stand:
I will keep my purse close 'gainst whoever he be; ✿ And a niggard in grain a true
friend ne'er I fand:
Far better deny him than come to say:—Lend, ✿ And five-fold the loan shall return
to thy hand!
And he turns face aside and he sidles away, ✿ While I stand like a dog
disappointed, unmanned.
Oh, the sorry lot his who hath yellow-boys none, ✿ Though his genius and virtues
shine bright as the sun!

"O my master," continued the Steward, "this lavish outlay and these
magnificent gifts waste away wealth." When Nur al-Din Ali heard
these words he looked at his servant and cried, "Of all thou hast
spoken I will not heed one single word, for I have heard the saying
of the poet who saith;—
An my palm be full of wealth and my wealth I ne'er bestow, ✿ A palsy take my
hand and my foot ne'er rise again!
Show me niggard who by niggardise e'er rose to high degree, ✿ Or the generous
in gifts generosity hath slain."

And he pursued, "Know, O Steward, it is my desire that so long as

thou hast money enough for my breakfast, thou trouble me not with
taking thought about my supper." Thereupon the Steward asked,
"Must it be so?"; and he answered, "It must." So the honest man
went his way and Nur al-Din Ali devoted himself to extravagance;
and, if any of his cup-companions chanced to say, "This is a pretty
thing;" he would reply, "'Tis a gift to thee!"; or if another said, "O
my lord, such a house is handsome;" he would answer, "Take it: it is
thine!" After this reckless fashion he continued to live for a whole
year, giving his friends a banquet in the morning and a banquet in
the evening and a banquet at midnight, till one day, as the company
was sitting together, the damsel Anis al-Jalis repeated these lines:
Thou deemedst well of Time when days went well, ✿ And fearedst not what ills
might deal thee Fate:
Thy nights so fair and restful cozened thee, ✿ For peaceful nights bring woes of
heavy weight.

When she had ended her verse behold, somebody knocked at the
door. So Nur al-Din rose to open it and one of his boon-companions
followed him without being perceived. At the door he found his
Steward and asked him, "What is the matter?"; and he answered, "O
my lord, what I dreaded for thee hath come to pass!" "How so?"
"Know that there remains not a dirham's worth, less or more in my
hands. Here are my Daftars and account books showing both income
and outlay and the registers of thine original property." When Nur al-
Din heard these words he bowed his head and said, "There is no
Majesty and there is no Might save in Allah!" When the man who
had followed him privily to spy on him heard the Steward's words,
he returned to his friends and warned them saying, "Look ye well to
what ye do: Nur al-Din is penniless;" and, as the young host came
back to his guests, vexation showed itself in his face. Thereupon one
of the intimates rose; and, looking at the entertainer, said to him, "O
my lord, may be thou wilt give me leave to retire?" "And why so
early retirement this day?"; asked he and the other answered him,
"My wife is in child-birth and I may not be absent from her: indeed I
must return and see how she does." So he gave him leave,
whereupon another rose and said, "O my lord Nur al-Din, I wish now
to go to my brother's for he circumciseth his son to day."[26] In short
each and every asked permission to retire on some pretence or
other, till all the ten were gone leaving Nur al-Din alone. Then he
called his slave-girl and said to her, "O Anis al-Jalis, hast thou seen
what case is mine?" And he related to her what the Steward had told
him. Then quoth she, "O my lord, for many nights I had it in my
mind to speak with thee of this matter, but I heard thee repeating:—
When the World heaps favours on thee, pass on ✿ Thy favours to friends ere her
hand she stay:
Largesse never let her when fain she comes, ✿ Nor niggardise kept her from
turning away!"

"When I heard these verses I held my peace and cared not to

exchange a word with thee." "O Anis al-Jalis," said Nur al-Din, "thou
knowest that I have not wasted my wealth save on my friends,
especially these ten who have now left me a pauper, and I think they
will not abandon and desert me without relief." "By Allah," replied
she, "they will not profit thee with aught of aid." Said he, "I will rise
at once and go to them and knock at their doors; it may be I shall
get from them somewhat wherewith I may trade and leave pastime
and pleasuring." So he rose without stay or delay, and repaired to a
street wherein all his ten friends lived. He went up to the nearest
door and knocked; whereupon a handmaid came out and asked him,
"Who art thou?"; and he answered, "Tell thy master that Nur al-Din
Ali standeth at the door and saith to him:—Thy slave kisseth thy
hand and awaiteth thy bounty." The girl went in and told her master,
who cried at her, "Go back and say:—My master is not at home." So
she returned to Nur al-Din, and said to him, "O my lord, my master
is out." Thereupon he turned away and said to himself, "If this one
be a whoreson knave and deny himself, another may not prove
himself such knave and whoreson." Then he went up to the next
door and sent in a like message to the house-master, who denied
himself as the first had done, whereupon he began repeating:—
He is gone who when to his gate thou go'st, ✿ Fed thy famisht maw with his
boiled and roast.

When he had ended his verse he said, "By Allah, there is no help but
that I make trial of them all: perchance there be one amongst them
who will stand me in the stead of all the rest." So he went the round
of the ten, but not one of them would open his door to him or show
himself or even break a bit of bread before him; whereupon he
recited:—
Like a tree is he who in wealth doth wone, ✿ And while fruits he the folk to his
fruit shall run:
But when bared the tree of what fruit it bare, ✿ They leave it to suffer from dust
and sun.
Perdition to all of this age! I find ✿ Ten rogues for every righteous one.

Then he returned to his slave-girl and his grief had grown more
grievous and she said to him, "O my lord, did I not tell thee, none
would profit thee with aught of aid?" And he replied, "By Allah, not
one of them would show me his face or know me!" "O my lord,"
quoth she, "sell some of the moveables and household stuff, such as
pots and pans, little by little; and expend the proceeds until Allah
Almighty shall provide." So he sold all of that was in the house till
nothing remained when he turned to Anis al-Jalis and asked her
"What shall we do now?"; and she answered, "O my lord, it is my
advice that thou rise forthwith and take me down to the bazar and
sell me. Thou knowest that thy father bought me for ten thousand
dinars: haply Allah may open thee a way to get the same price, and
if it be His will to bring us once more together, we shall meet again."
"O Anis al-Jalis," cried he, "by Allah it is no light matter for me to be
parted from thee for a single hour!" "By Allah, O my lord," she
replied, nor is it easy to me either, but Need hath its own law, as the
poet said:—
Need drives a man into devious roads, ✿ And pathways doubtful of trend and
scope:
No man to a rope[27] will entrust his weight, ✿ Save for cause that calleth for case
of rope.

Thereupon he rose to his feet and took her,[28] whilst the tears rolled
down his cheek like rain; and he recited with the tongue of the case
these lines:—
Stay! grant one parting look before we part, ✿ Nerving my heart this severance to
sustain:
But, an this parting deal thee pain and bane, ✿ Leave me to die of love and spare
thee pain!
Then he went down with her to the bazar and delivered her to the
broker and said to him, "O Hájj Hasan,[29] I pray thee note the value
of her thou hast to cry for sale." "O my lord Nur al-Din," quoth the
broker, "the fundamentals are remembered;"[30] adding, "Is not this
the Anis al-Jalis whom thy father bought of me for ten thousand
dinars?" "Yes," said Nur al-Din. Thereupon the broker went round to
the merchants, but found that all had not yet assembled. So he
waited till the rest had arrived and the market was crowded with
slave-girls of all nations, Turks, Franks and Circassians; Abyssinians,
Nubians and Takrúrís;[31] Tartars, Georgians and others; when he
came forward and standing cried aloud, "O merchants! O men of
money! every round thing is not a walnut and every long thing a
banana is not; all reds are not meat nor all whites fat, nor is every
brown thing a date![32] O merchants, I have here this union-pearl
that hath no price: at what sum shall I cry her?" "Cry her at four
thousand five hundred dinars," quoth one of the traders. The broker
opened the door of sale at the sum named and, as he was yet
calling, lo! the Wazir Al-Mu'in bin Sawi passed through the bazar
and, seeing Nur al-Din Ali waiting at one side, said to himself, "Why
is Khakan's son[33] standing about here? Hath this gallows-bird aught
remaining wherewith to buy slave-girls?" Then he looked round and,
seeing the broker calling out in the market with all the merchants
around him, said to himself, "I am sure that he is penniless and hath
brought hither the damsel Anis al-Jalis for sale;" adding, "O how
cooling and grateful is this to my heart!" Then he called the crier,
who came up and kissed the ground before him; and he said to him,
"I want this slave-girl whom thou art calling for sale." The broker
dared not cross him, so he answered, "O my lord, Bismillah! in
Allah's name so be it;" and led forward the damsel and showed her
to him. She pleased him much whereat he asked, "O Hasan, what is
bidden for this girl?" and tie answered, "Four thousand five hundred
dinars to open the door of sale." Quoth Al-Mu'in, "Four thousand five
hundred is my bid." When the merchants heard this, they held back
and dared not bid another dirham, wotting what they did of the
Wazir's tyranny, violence and treachery. So Al-Mu'in looked at the
broker and said to him, "Why stand still? Go and offer four thousand
dinars for me and the five hundred shall be for thyself." Thereupon
the broker went to Nur al-Din and said, "O my lord, thy slave is
going for nothing!" "And how so?" asked he. The broker answered,
"We had opened the biddings for her at four thousand five hundred
dinars; when that tyrant, Al-Mu'in bin Sawi, passed through the
bazar and, as he saw the damsel she pleased him, so he cried to
me:—Call me the buyer at four thousand dinars and thou shalt have
five hundred for thyself. I doubt not but that he knoweth that the
damsel is thine, and if he would pay thee down her price at once it
were well; but I know his injustice and violence; he will give thee a
written order upon some of his agents and will send after thee to
say to them:—Pay him nothing. So as often as thou shalt go in quest
of the coin they will say:—We'll pay thee presently! and they will put
thee off day after day, and thou art proud of spirit; till at last, when
they are wearied with thine importunity, they will say:—Show us the
cheque. Then, as soon as they have got hold of it they will tear it up
and so thou wilt lose the girl's price." When Nur al-Din heard this he
looked at the broker and asked him, "How shall this matter be
managed?"; and he answered, "I will give thee a counsel which, if
thou follow, it shall bring thee complete satisfaction." "And what is
that?" quoth Nur al-Din. Quoth the broker, "Come thou to me anon
when I am standing in the middle of the market and, taking the girl
from my hand, give her a sound cuffing and say to her:—Thou
baggage, I have kept my vow and brought thee down to the slave-
market, because I swore an oath that I would carry thee from home
to the bazar, and make brokers cry thee for sale. If thou do this,
perhaps the device will impose upon the Wazir and the people, and
they will believe that thou broughtest her not to the bazar but for
the quittance of thine oath." He replied, "Such were the best way."
Then the broker left him and, returning into the midst of the market,
took the damsel by the hand, and signed to the Wazir and said, "O
my lord, here is her owner." With this up came Nur al-Din Ali and,
snatching the girl from the broker's hand, cuffed her soundly and
said to her, "Shame on thee, O thou baggage! I have brought thee
to the bazar for quittance of mine oath; now get thee home and
thwart me no more as is thy wont. Woe to thee! do I need thy price,
that I should sell thee? The furniture of my house would fetch thy
value many times over!" When Al-Mu'in saw this he said to Nur al-
Din, "Out on thee! Hast thou anything left for selling or buying?" And
he would have laid violent hands upon him, but the merchants
interposed (for they all loved Nur al-Din), and the young man said to
them, "Here am I in your hands and ye all know his tyranny." "By
Allah," cried the Wazir, "but for you I had slain him!" Then all signed
with significant eyes to Nur al-Din as much as to say, "Take thy
wreak of him; not one of us will come between thee and him."
Thereupon Nur al-Din, who was stout of heart as he was stalwart of
limb, went up to the Wazir and, dragging him over the pommel of
his saddle, threw him to the ground. Now there was in that place a
puddling-pit for brick-clay,[34] into the midst of which he fell, and Nur
al-Din kept pummelling and fisti-cuffing him, and one of the blows
fell full on his teeth, and his beard was dyed with his blood. Also
there were with the minister ten armed slaves who, seeing their
master entreated after this fashion, laid hand on sword-hilt and
would have bared blades and fallen on Nur al-Din to cut him down;
but the merchants and bystanders said to them, "This is a Wazir and
that is the son of a Wazir; haply they will make friends some time or
other, in which case you will forfeit the favour of both. Or perchance
a blow may befal your lord, and you will all die the vilest of deaths;
so it were better for you not to interfere." Accordingly they held
aloof and, when Nur al-Din had made an end of thrashing the Wazir,
he took his handmaid and fared homewards. Al-Mu'in also went his
ways at once, with his raiment dyed of three colours, black with
mud, red with blood and ash coloured with brick-clay. When he saw
himself in this state, he bound a bit of matting[35] round his neck
and, taking in hand two bundles of coarse Halfah-grass,[36] went up
to the palace and standing under the Sultan's windows cried aloud,
"O King of the age, I am a wronged man! I am foully wronged!" So
they brought him before the King who looked at him; and behold, it
was the chief Minister; whereupon he said, "O Wazir who did this
deed by thee?" Al-Mu'in wept and sobbed and repeated these lines:
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