سندبادنامه 408
English (machine translation) 408
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"A face like the light of dawn, around which ten nights / have grown dark from her twisted hair,
As if the darkness were dyed by her temple-curls, / or her eyes, or her beauty-mark, or my state."
He was wandering about the environs of the city by way of strolling, traversing the paths of the roads and alleyways
with the step of yearning, seeking companionship and intimacy for his deserted soul and afflicted frame,
and giving solace to his sorrowful heart and grieving soul. In the midst of that roaming
and seeking, he passed by the door of the chamber of a moon-faced beauty; he beheld a cypress striding
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21. The Story of the Old Crone, the Young Man, and the Draper's Wife
in the garden, in stature the envy of the plane-tree, and in cheek the jealousy of the pomegranate-flower; her lock a heart-binding lasso,
and her amorous glance a life-hunting arrow; with a hundred thousand colors like the early spring, and with a hundred
thousand illusions like fortune; her beauty the jealousy of the sun, and her countenance the envy
of the moonlight; one of tall stature, open cheek, slender waist, full hips,
and gazelle-eyed:
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- سندبادنامه — Ẓahīrī Samarqandī, Persian