سندبادنامه 357.1

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