Tales from the Arabic — Volume 03 by John Payne
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was pitched in the Green Meadow, by the side of the Tigris, and
none might make his way between the tents, for the much interlacement of the tent-ropes. When the prince reached the first of the tents, the guards and servants came out to meet him from all sides and escorted him till he drew near the sitting-place of his father, who knew of his coming. So he issued forth of his pavilion and coming to meet his son, kissed him and made much of him. Then they returned together to the royal pavilion and when they had seated themselves and the guards had taken up their station in attendance on them, the king said to El Abbas, "O my son, make ready thine affair, so we may go to our own land, for that the folk in our absence are become as they were sheep without a shepherd." El Abbas looked at his father and wept till he swooned away, and when he recovered from his swoon, he improvised and recited the following verses: I clipped her[FN#118] in mine arms and straight grew drunken with the scent Of a fresh branch that had been reared in affluence and content. 'Twas not of wine that I had drunk; her mouth's sweet honeyed dews It was intoxicated me with bliss and ravishment. Upon the table of her cheek beauty hath writ, "Alack, Her charms! 'Twere well thou refuge sought'st with God incontinent."[FN#119] Since thou hast looked on her, mine eye, be easy, for by God Nor mote nor ailment needst thou fear nor evil accident. Beauty her appanage is grown in its entirety, And for this cause all hearts must bow to her arbitrament. If with her cheek and lustre thou thyself adorn,[FN#120] thou'lt find But chrysolites and gold, with nought of baser metal |
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