سندبادنامه 357

English (machine translation) 357

Language: English

357.1

How many a blessing, too great to be repaid with thanks, / lies hidden in God's folds of noble gifts!
Then she said: "O mother, tell the story, ancient and new: give some account of her misfortune,
and recount an evening tale of her mishap!" The old crone said: "Know
that this pup is the daughter of an emir among the emirs of this city, and I was among
the intimates of their house and the confidante of their abode; and I spent my life under the shadow of their favor
and patronage. One day a foreign youth passed by the gate of their palace;
the youth's eye fell upon her beauty, and following that glance he lost his heart. The sovereign of love made a lodging of the litter of his heart,
and pitched the tent of fire in the expanse of his soul. In separation from her, the young man

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357.10

15 The Story of the Lover, the Old Crone, and the Weeping Dog
wept day and night, and lived in torment and affliction; but the maiden, by reason of having all the means
of pleasure and relying upon her beauty and youth, adopted the way of cruelty
and took the path of tyranny and disdain. The maiden, behind the curtain like a lovely rose, laughed mockingly
at the young man, while the young man wept in entreaty all the long day,
and recited this verse:

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سندبادنامه — Ẓahīrī Samarqandī, Persian