There lived once in the city of Cufa a man called Al-Rabí'a bin Hátim, who was one of the chief men of the town, a wealthy and a healthy, and Heaven had vouchsafed him a son, whom he named Ni'amah Allah. One day, being in the slave brokers' mart, he saw a woman exposed for sale with a little maid of wonderful beauty and grace on her arm. So he beckoned to the broker and asked him, "How much for this woman and her daughter?" He answered, "Fifty dinars." Said Al-Rabi'a "Write the contract of sale and take the money and give it to her owner." Then he gave the broker the price and his brokerage and taking the woman and her child, carried them to his house. Now when the daughter of his uncle who was his wife saw the slave, she said to her husband, "O my cousin, what is this damsel?" He replied, "Of a truth, I bought her for the sake of the little one on her arm; for know that, when she grows up, there will not be her like for beauty, either in the land of the Arabs or the Ajams." His wife remarked, "Right was your advice"; and said to the woman, "What is your name?" She replied,

"O my lady, my name is Taufík. " "And what is your daughter's name?" she asked. Answered the slave, "Sa'ad, the happy." Rejoined her mistress, "You sayst truth, you are indeed happy, and happy is he who has bought you." Then she said to her husband, "O my cousin, what will you call her?"; and he said, "whatever you choosest"; so she said, "Then let us call her Naomi," and here joined "Good is your device." The little Naomi was reared with Al-Rabi'a's son Ni'amah in one cradle, so to speak, till the twain reached the age of ten and each grew handsomer than the other; and the boy used to address her, "O my sister!" And she, "O my brother!", till they came to that age when Al-Rabi'a said to Ni'amah, "O my son, Naomi is not your sister but your slave. I bought her in your name whilst you were yet in the cradle; so call her no more sister from this day forth." Ni'amah said, "If that be so, I will take her to wife." Then he went to his mother and told her of this, and she said to him, "O my son, she is your handmaid." So he wedded and went in unto Naomi and loved her; and two years passed over them whilst in this condition, nor was there in all Cufa a fairer girl than Naomi, or a sweeter or a more graceful. As she grew up she learnt the Koran and read works of science and excelled in music and playing upon all kinds of instruments; and in the beauty of her singing she surpassed all the folk of her time. Now one day, as she sat with her husband in the wine chamber, she took the lute, tightened the strings, and sang these two couplets,

"While you'rt my lord whose bounty's my estate, A sword by which my woes to annihilate, Recourse I never need to Amru or Zayd, Nor anything save you if way to me grow strait!

Ni'amah was charmed with these verses and said to her, "By my life, O Naomi, sing to us with the tambourine and other instruments!" So she sang these couplets to a lively measure,

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"By His life who holds my guiding rein, I swear I'll meet on love ground perilous foe nor care: Good truth I'll vex revilers, you obey And quit my slumbers and all joy forswear: And for your love I'll dig in vitals mine A grave, nor shall my vitals weet 'tis there!"

And Ni'amah exclaimed, "Heaven favoured are you, O Naomi!" But whilst they led thus the most joyous life, behold! Al-Hajjáj, the Viceroy of Cufa said to himself, "Needs must I contrive to take this girl named Naomi and send her to the Commander of the Faithful, Abd al-Malik bin Marwán, for he has not in his palace her like for beauty and sweet singing." So he summoned an old woman of the duennas of his wives and said to her, "Go to the house of Al-Rabi'a and foregather with the girl Naomi and combine means to carry her off; for her like is not to be found on the face of the earth." She promised to do his bidding; so next morning she donned the woollen clothes of a devotee and hung around her neck a rosary of beads by the thousand; and, hending in hand a staff and a leather water bottle of Yamani manufacture,—

When it was the Two Hundred and Thirty eighth night

Nor did she leave off her lauds and her groaning in prayer whilst her heart was full of guile and wiles, till she came to the house of Ni'amah bin al-Rabi'a at the hour of noon prayer, and knocked at the door. The doorkeeper opened and said to her, "What do you want?" she said, "I am a poor pious woman, whom the time of noon prayer has overtaken, and I would gladly pray in this blessed place." Answered the porter, "O old woman, this is no mosque nor oratory, but the house of Ni'amah son of al-Rabi'a." She replied, "I know there is neither cathedral mosque nor oratory like the house of Ni'amah bin al-Rabi'a. I am a chamberwoman of the palace of the Prince of True Believers and am come out for worship and the visitation of Holy Places." But the porter rejoined, "You can not enter;" and many words passed between them, till at last she caught hold and hung to him saying, "Shall the like of me be denied admission to the house of Ni'amah bin al-Rabi'a, I who have free access to the houses of Emirs and Grandees?" soon, out came Ni'amah and, hearing their loud language, laughed and bade the old woman enter after him. So she followed him into the presence of Naomi, whom she saluted after the godliest and goodliest fashion, and, when she looked on her, she was confounded at her exceeding seemlihead and said to her, "O my lady, I commend you to the safeguard of Allah, who made you and your lord fellows in beauty and loveliness!" Then she stood up in the prayer niche and betook herself to inclination and prostration and prayer,

Ni Amah Bin Al-Rabi’a And Naomi. 5 till day departed and night darkened and starkened, when Naomi said to her, "O my mother, rest your legs and feet awhile." Replied the old woman, "O my lady, whoever seeks the world to come let him weary him in this world, and whoever wearies not himself in this world shall not attain the dwellings of the just in the world to come." Then Naomi brought her food and said to her, "Eat of my bread and pray Heaven to accept my penitence and to have mercy on me." But she cried, "O my lady, I am fasting. As for you, you are but a girl and it befits you to eat and drink and make merry; Allah be indulgent to you!; for the Almighty says: All shall be punished except him who shall repent and believe and shall work a righteous work." So Naomi continued sitting with the old woman in talk and presently said to Ni'amah, "O my lord, conjure this ancient dame to sojourn with us awhile, for piety and devotion are imprinted on her countenance." he said, "Set apart for her a chamber where she may say her prayers; and suffer no one to go in to her: perhaps, Allah (extolled and exalted be He!) shall prosper us by the blessing of her presence and never separate us."

So the old woman passed her night in praying and reciting the Koran; and when Allah caused the morn to dawn, she went in to Ni'amah and Naomi and, giving them good morning, said to them, "I pray Allah have you in His holy keeping!" Naomi said, "where away, O my mother? My lord has bidden me set apart for you a chamber, where you may seclude you for your devotions." Replied the old woman, "Allah give him long life, and continue His favour to you both! But I would have you charge the doorkeeper not to stay my coming in to you; and, God willing! I will go the round of the Holy Places and pray for you two at the end of my devotions every day and night." Then she went out whilst Naomi wept for parting with her knowing not the cause (of her coming), and returned to Al-Hajjaj who said to her, "If you do my bidding soon, you will have of me abundant good.” she said, "I ask of you a full month," and he said,"Take the month." Thereupon the old hag fell to daily visiting Ni'amah's house and frequented his slave wife, Naomi; —

When it was the Two Hundred and Thirty ninth night

Naomi cried, "I conjure you By God take me with you!"; and she replied, "Ask leave of your mother in law, and I will take you." So Naomi said to her husband's mother, "O my lady, ask my master to let us go forth, me and you, one day with this my old mother, to prayer and worship with the Fakirs in the Holy Places."

Now when Ni'amah came in and sat down, the old woman went up to him and would have kissed his hand, but he forbade her; so she invoked blessings on him and left the house. Next day she came again, in the absence of Ni'amah, and she addressed Naomi, saying, "We prayed for you yesterday; but arise now and divert yourself and return before your lord come home." So Naomi said to her mother in law, "I beseech you, for Allah's sake, give me leave to go with this pious woman, that I may sight the saints of Allah in the Holy Places, and return speedily before my lord come back." Said Ni'amah's mother, "I fear lest your lord know;" but said the old woman, "By God, I will not let her take seat on the floor; no, she shall look, standing on her feet, and not tarry." So she took the damsel by guile and, carrying her to Al-Hajjaj's palace, told him of her coming, after placing her in a lonely chamber; whereupon he went in to her and, looking upon her, saw her to be the loveliest of the people of the day, never had he beheld her like. Now when Naomi caught sight of him she veiled her face from him; but he left her not till he had called his Chamberlain, whom he commanded to take fifty horsemen;

Ni Amah Bin Al-Rabi’a And Naomi. 7 and he bade him mount the damsel on a swift dromedary, and bear her to Damascus and there deliver her to the Commander of the Faithful, Abd al-Malik bin Marwan. Moreover, he gave him a letter for the Caliph, saying, "Bear him this letter and bring me his answer and hasten your return to me." So the Chamberlain, without losing time, took the damsel (and she tearful for separation from her lord) and, setting out with her on a dromedary, gave not over journeying till he reached Damascus. There he sought audience of the Commander of the Faithful and, when it was granted, the Chamberlain delivered the damsel and reported the circumstance. The Caliph appointed her a separate apartment and going into his Harim, said to his wife, "Al-Hajjaj has bought me a slave girl of the daughters of the Kings of Cufa for ten thousand dinars, and has sent me this letter." —

When it was the Two Hundred and Forties night

Then the Caliph's sister went in to the supposed slave girl and, when she saw her, she said, "By God, not unlucky is the man who has you in his house, were your cost an hundred thousand dinars!" And Naomi replied, "O fair of face, what King's palace is this, and what is the city?" She answered, "This is the city of Damascus, and this is the palace of my brother, the Commander of the Faithful, Abd al-Malik bin Marwan. " Then she resumed, "Did you not know all this?" Naomi said, "By God, O my lady, I had no knowledge of it!"; when the other asked, "And he who sold you and took your price did he not tell you that the Caliph had bought you?"

Now when Naomi heard these words, she shed tears and said to herself, "truly, I have been tricked and the trick has succeeded," adding to herself, "If I speak, none will credit me; so I will hold my peace and take patience, for I know that the relief of Allah is near." Then she bent her head for shame, and indeed her cheeks were tanned by the journey and the sun. So the Caliph's sister left her that day and returned to her on the morrow with clothes and necklaces of jewels, and dressed her; after which the Caliph came in to her and sat down by her side, and his sister said to him, "Look on this handmaid in whom Allah has conjoined every perfection of beauty and loveliness." So he said to Naomi, "Draw back the veil from your face;" but she would not unveil, and he beheld not her face. However, he saw her wrists and love of her entered his heart; and he said to his sister, "I will not go in unto her for three days, till she be cheered by your converse." Then he arose and left her, but Naomi did not stop to brood over her case and sigh for her separation from her master, Ni'amah, till she fell sick of a fever during the night and ate not nor drank, and her favour faded and her charms were changed. They told the Caliph of this and her condition grieved him; so he visited her with physicians and men of skill, but none could come at a cure for her. This is how it fared with her; but as regards Ni'amah, when he returned home he sat down on his bed and cried, "Ho, Naomi!"

But she answered not; so he rose in haste and called out, yet none came to him, as all the women in the house had hidden themselves for fear of him. Then he went out to his mother, whom he found sitting with her cheek on her hand, and said to her, "O my mother, where is Naomi?" She answered, "O my son, she is with one who is worthier than I to be trusted with her, namely, the devout old woman, she went forth with her to visit devotionally the Fakirs and return." Said Ni'amah "Since when has this been her habit and at what hour went she forth?" his mother said, "She went out early in the morning." He asked, "And how came you to give her leave for this?"; and she answered, O my son, 'twas she persuaded me." "There is no Majesty and there is no Might save in Allah, the Glorious, the Great!” exclaimed Ni'amah and, going forth from his home in a state of distraction, he repaired to the Captain of the Watch to whom he said, "Do you play tricks upon me and steal my slave girl away from my house? I will assuredly complain of you to the Commander of the Faithful." Said the Chief of Police, "Who has taken her?" and Ni'amah replied,

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"An old woman of such and such a mien, clad in woollen raiment and carrying a rosary of beads numbered by thousands." Rejoined the other, "Find me the old woman and I will get you back your slave girl." "And who knows the old woman?" retorted Ni'amah. "And who knows the hidden things save Allah (may He be extolled and exalted!)?" cried the Chief, who knew her for Al-Hajjaj's procuress. Cried Ni'amah, "I look to you for my slave girl, and Al-Hajjaj shall judge between you and me;" and the Master of Police answered, "Go to whom you will." So Ni'amah went to the palace of Al-Hajjaj, for his father was one of the chief men of Cufa; and, when he arrived there, the Chamberlain went in to the Governor and told him the case; whereupon Al-Hajjaj said, "here with him!" And when he stood before him enquired, "What be your business?" Ni'amah said, "Such and such things have befallen me;" and the Governor said, "Bring me the Chief of Police, and we will command him to seek for the old woman." Now he knew that the Chief of Police was acquainted with her; so, when he came, he said to him, "I wish you to make search for the slave girl of Ni'amah son of Al-Rabi'a." And he answered, "None knows the hidden things save Almighty Allah." Rejoined Al-Hajjaj, "There is no help for it but you send out horsemen and look for the damsel in all the roads, and seek for her in the towns." —

When it was the Two Hundred and Forty first night

Then he turned to Ni'amah and said to him, "An your slave girl return not I will give you ten slave girls from my house and ten from that of the Chief of Police." And he again bade the Captain of the Watch, "Go and seek for the girl." So he went out, and Ni'amah returned home full of trouble and despairing of life; for he had now reached the age of fourteen and there was yet no hair on his side cheeks So he wept and lamented and shut himself up from his up from his household; and did not stop to weep and lament, he and his mother till the morning, when his father came in to him and said, "O my son, of a truth, Al-Hajjaj has put a cheat upon the damsel and has taken her; but from hour to hour Allah gives relief." However grief redoubled on Ni'amah, so that he knew not what he said nor knew he who came in to him, and he fell sick for three months; his charms were changed, his father despaired of him and the physicians visited him and said, "There is no remedy for him save the damsel."

Now as his father was sitting one day, behold, he heard tell of a skilful Persian physician, whom the folk gave out for perfect in medicine and astrology and geomancy. So Al-Rabi'a sent for him and, seating him by his side, entreated him with honour and said to him, "Look into my son's case." Thereupon he to said,Ni'amah, "Give me your hand." The young man gave him his hand and he felt his pulse and his joints and looked in his face; then he laughed and, turning to his father said, "Your son's sole ailment is one of the heart." He replied, "You say truth, O sage, but apply your skill to his state and case, and acquaint me with the whole of it and hide nothing from me of his condition." the Persian said, "Of a truth he is enamoured of a slave girl and this slave girl is either in Bassorah or Damascus; and there is no remedy for him but reunion with her." Said Al-Rabi'a, "If you bring them together, you will live all your life in wealth and delight." Answered the Persian, "In good truth this be an easy matter and soon brought about;" and he turned to Ni'amah and said to him, "No hurt shall befall you; so be of good cheer and keep yours eyes cool and clear."

Then he to said,Al-Rabi'a, "Bring me out four thousand dinars of your money;" so he gave them to him, and he added, "I wish to carry your son with me to Damascus; and Almighty Allah willing, I will not return thence but with the damsel." Then he turned to the youth and asked, "What is your name?", and he answered, "Ni'amah." the Persian said, "O Ni'amah, sit up and be of good heart, for Allah will reunite you with the damsel." And when he sat up the leach continued, "Be of good cheer for we set out for Damascus this very day: put your trust in the Lord, and eat and drink and be cheerful so as to fortify yourself for travel." Upon this the Persian began making preparation of all things needed, such as presents and rarities; and he took of Al-Rabi'a in all the sum of ten thousand dinars, together with horses

Ni Amah Bin Al-Rabi’a And Naomi. 11 and camels and beasts of burden and other requisites. Then Ni'amah farewelled his father and mother and journeyed with the physician to Aleppo. They could find no news of Naomi there, so they fared on to Damascus, where they abode three days, after which the Persian took a shop and he adorned even the shelves with vessels of costly porcelain, with covers of silver, and with gildings and stuffs of price. Moreover, he set before himself vases and flagons of glass full of all kinds of ointments and syrups, and he surrounded them with cups of crystal and, placing astrolabe and geomantic tablet facing him, he donned a physician's habit and took his seat in the shop. Then he set Ni'amah standing before him clad in a shirt and gown of silk and, girding his middle with a silken kerchief gold embroidered, said to him, "O Ni'amah, henceforth you are my son; so call me nothing but sire, and I will call you nothing but son." And he replied, "I hear and I obey." Thereupon the people of Damascus flocked to the Persian's shop that they might gaze on the youth's goodliness and the beauty of the shop and its contents, whilst the physician spoke to Ni'amah in Persian and he answered him in the same tongue, for he knew the language, after the wont of the sons of the notables.

So that Persian doctor soon became known among the townsfolk and they began to acquaint him with their ailments, and he to prescribe for them remedies. Moreover, they brought him the water of the sick in phials, and he would test it and say, "He, whose water this is, is suffering from such and such a disease," and the patient would declare, "truly this physician says truth." So he continued to do the occasions of the folk and they to flock to him, till his fame spread throughout the city and into the houses of the great. Now, one day as he sat in his shop, behold, there came up an old woman riding on an ass with a stuffed saddle of brocade embroidered with jewels; and, stopping before the Persian's shop, drew him in and beckoned him, saying, "Take my hand." He took her hand, and she alighted and asked him, "Are you the Persian physician from Irak?" "Yes," He answered, and she said, "Know that I have a sick daughter." Then she brought out to him a phial and the Persian looked at it and said to her, "O my mistress, tell me your daughter's name, that I may calculate her horoscope and learn the hour in which it will befit her to drink medicine." She replied, "O my brother the Persian, her name is Naomi." —

When it was the Two Hundred and Forty second night

The old woman replied, "She is fourteen years old and she was brought up in Cufa of Irak." He asked, "And how long has she sojourned in this country?" "But a few months," She answered. Now when Ni'amah heard the old woman's words and recognised the name of his slave girl, his heart fluttered and he was like to faint. Then said the Persian, "Such and such medicines will suit her case;" and the old woman rejoined, "Then make them up and give me what you have mentioned, with the blessing of Almighty Allah." So saying, she threw upon the shop board ten gold pieces, and he looked at Ni'amah and bade him prepare the necessary drugs whereupon she also looked at the youth and exclaimed, "Allah have you in his keeping, O my son! Truly, she favours you in age and mien." Then She said to the physician, "O my brother the Persian, is this your slave or your son?" "He is my son," He answered. So Ni'amah put up the medicine and, placing it in a little box, took a piece of paper and wrote thereon these two couplets,

"If Naomi bless me with a single glance, Let Su'adá sue and Juml joy to pet: They said, "Forget her and twenty such you'll find." But none is like her I will not forget!

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He pressed the paper into the box and, sealing it up, wrote upon the cover the following words in Cufic characters, "I am Ni'amah son of Al-Rabi'a of Cufa." Then he set it before the old woman who took it and bade them farewell and returned to the Caliph's palace; and when she went up with the drugs to the damsel she placed the little box of medicine at her feet, saying, "O my lady, know that there is lately come to our town a Persian physician, than whom I never saw a more skilful nor a better versed in matters of malady. I told him your name, after showing him the water bottle, and immediately he knew yours ailment and prescribed a remedy. Then he bade his son make you up this medicine; and there is not in Damascus a comelier or a seemlier youth than this lad of his, nor has anyone a shop the like of his shop." So Naomi took the box and, seeing the names of her lord and his father written on the cover, changed colour and said to herself, "Doubtless, the owner of this shop is come in search of me." So she said to the old woman, "Describe to me this youth."

Answered the old woman, "His name is Ni'amah, he has a mole on his right eyebrow, is richly clad and is perfectly handsome." Cried Naomi, "Give me the medicine, on which be the blessing and help of Almighty Allah!" So she drank off the potion (and she laughing) and said, "Indeed, it is a blessed medicine!" Then she sought in the box and, finding the paper, opened it, read it, understood it and knew that this was indeed her lord, at which her heart was solaced and she rejoiced. Now when the old woman saw her laughing, she exclaimed, "This is indeed a blessed day!"; and Naomi said, "O nurse, I have a mind for something to eat and drink." The old woman said to the serving women, "Bring a tray of dainty viands for your mistress; whereupon they set food before her and she sat down to eat. And behold in came the Caliph who, seeing her sitting at meat, rejoiced; and the old woman said to him, "O Commander of the Faithful, I give you joy of your handmaid Naomi's recovery! And the cause is that there is lately come to this our city a physician than whom I never saw a better versed in diseases and their remedies. I fetched some medicine from him and she has drunken of it but once and is restored to health." he said, "Take a thousand dinars and apply yourself to her treatment, till she be completely recovered."

And he went away, rejoicing in the damsel's recovery, whilst the old woman betook herself to the Persian's house and delivered the thousand dinars giving him to know that she was become the Caliph's slave and also handing him a letter which Naomi had written. He took it and gave the letter to Ni'amah, who at first sight knew her hand and fell down in a swoon. When he revived he opened the letter and found these words written within it: "From the slave despoiled of her Ni'amah, her delight; her whose reason has been beguiled and who is parted from the core of her heart. But afterwards. Of a truth your letter has reached me and has broadened my breast, and solaced my soul, even as says the poet,

'Your note came: long lost fingers wrote that note, Till drop they sweetest scents for what they wrote: 'Twas Moses to his mother's arms restored; 'Twas Jacob's eye sight cured by Joseph's coat!' "

When Ni'amah read these verses, his eyes ran over with tears and the old woman said to him, "What makes you to weep, O my son? Allah never cause yours eye to shed tears!" Cried the Persian, "O my lady, how should my son not weep, seeing that this is his slave girl and he her lord, Ni'amah son of Al-Rabi'a of Cufa; and her health depends on her seeing him, for nothing ails her but loving him.—

When it was the Two Hundred and Forty third night

Then she said to Ni'amah, "Say, are you indeed her lord?" He replied, "Yes," and she rejoined, "You say truth; for she ceases not continually to name you." Then he told her all that had passed from beginning to end, and she said, "O youth, you will owe your reunion with her to none but myself." So she mounted and, at once returning to Naomi, looked in her face and laughed saying, "It is just, O my daughter, that you weep and fall sick for your separation from your master, Ni'amah son of Al-Rabi'a of Cufa." Naomi said, "truly, the veil has been withdrawn for you and the truth revealed to you." Rejoined the old woman, "Be of good cheer and take heart, for I will assuredly bring you together, though it cost me my life." Then she returned to Ni'amah and said to him, "I went to your slave girl and conversed with her, and I find that she longs for you yet more than you for her, for although the Commander of the Faithful is minded to become intimate with her, she refuses herself to him. But if you be stout of purpose and firm of heart, I will bring you together and venture my life for you, and play some trick and make shift to carry you into the Caliph's palace, where you will meet her, for she cannot come forth."

And Ni'amah answered, "Allah requite you with good!" Then she took leave of him and went back to Naomi and said, "Your lord is indeed dying of love for you and would glad see you and foregather with you. What say you?" Naomi replied, "And I too am longing for his sight and dying for his love." Whereupon the old woman took a parcel of women's clothes and ornaments and, repairing to Ni'amah, said to him, "Come with me into some place apart." So he brought her into the room behind the shop where she stained his hands and decked his wrists and plaited his hair, after which she clad him in a slave girl's habit and adorned him after the fairest fashion of woman's adornment, till he was as one of the Houris of the Garden of Heaven and when she saw him thus she exclaimed, "Blessed be Allah, best of Creators! By God, you are handsomer than the damsel. Now, walk with your left shoulder forwards and your right well behind, and sway your hips from side to side." So he walked before her, as she bade him; and, when she saw he had caught the trick of woman's gait, she said to him, "Expect me tomorrow night, and Allah willing, I will take and carry you to the palace.

But when you see the Chamberlains and the Eunuchs be bold, and bow your head and speak not with any, for I will prevent their speech; and with Allah is success!" Accordingly, when the morning dawned, she returned and, carrying him to the palace, entered before him and he after her step by step. The Chamberlain would have stopped his entering, but the old woman said to him, "O most ill omened of slaves, this is the handmaid of Naomi, the Caliph's favourite. How durst you stay her when she would enter?" Then She said, "Come in, O damsel!"; and the old woman went in and they did not stop faring on, till they drew near the door leading to the inner piazza of the palace, when she said to him, "O Ni'amah, hearten yourself and take courage and enter and turn to the left: then count five doors and pass through the sixth, for it is that of the place prepared for you. Fear nothing, and if any speak to you, answer not, neither stop." Then she went up with him to the door, and the Chamberlain there on guard accosted her, saying, "What damsel is this?" —

When it was the Two Hundred and Forty fourth night

; the ancient dame said, "Our lady has a mind to buy her;" and he rejoined, "None may enter save by leave of the Commander of the Faithful; so do you go back with her. I cannot let her pass for thus am I commanded." Replied the old woman, "O Chief Chamberlain, use your reason. You know that Naomi, the Caliph's slave girl, of whom he is enamoured, is but now restored to health and the Commander of the Faithful hardly yet credits her recovery. She is minded to buy this handmaid; so oppose you not her entrance, lest Perhaps it come to Naomi's knowledge and she be wroth with you and suffer a relapse

Ni Amah Bin Al-Rabi’a And Naomi. 17 and this cause your head to be cut off." Then She said to Ni'amah, "Enter, O damsel; pay no heed to what he says and tell not the Queen consort that her Chamberlain opposed yours entrance." So Ni'amah bowed his head and entered the palace, and would have turned to the left, but mistook the direction and walked to his right; and, meaning to count five doors and enter the sixth, he counted six and entering the seventh, found himself in a place whose floor was carpeted with brocade and whose walls were hung with curtains of gold embroidered silk. And within it stood censers of aloes wood and ambergris and strong scented musk, and at the upper end was a couch bespread with cloth of gold on which he seated himself, marvelling at the magnificence he saw and knowing not what was written for him in the Secret Purpose. As he sat musing on his case, the Caliph's sister, followed by her handmaid, came in upon him; and, seeing the youth seated there took him for a slave girl and accosted him and said, "Who are you O damsel? and what is your case and who brought you here?"

He made no reply, and was silent, when she continued, "O damsel! If you be one of my brother's concubines and he be wroth with you, I will intercede with him for you and get you grace." But he answered her not a word; so she said to her slave girl, "Stand at the door and let none enter." Then she went up to Ni'amah and looking at him was amazed at his beauty and said to him, "O lady, tell me who you are and what is your name and how you came here; for I have never seen you in our palace." Still he answered not, at which she was angered and, putting her hand to his bosom, found no breasts and would have unveiled him, that she might know who he was; but he said to her, "O my lady, I am your slave and I cast myself on your protection: do you protect me." She said, "No harm shall come to you, but tell me who you are and who brought you into this my apartment." Answered he, "O Princess, I am known as Ni'amah bin Al-Rabi'a of Cufa and I have ventured my life for the sake of my slave girl Naomi, whom Al-Hajjaj took by sleight and sent here." She said, "Fear not: no harm shall befall you; then, calling her maid, she said to her, "Go to Naomi's chamber and send her to me." Meanwhile the old woman went to Naomi's room and said to her, "Has your lord come to you! ”No, By God answered Naomi, and the other said,

"Perhaps he has gone astray and entered some chamber other than yours and lost himself." So Naomi cried, "There is no Majesty and there is no Might save in Allah, the Glorious, the Great! Our last hour is come and we are all lost." And while they were sitting and sadly enough pondering their case, in came the Princess's handmaid and saluting Naomi said to her, "My lady bids you to her banquet." "I hear and I obey," answered the damsel and the old woman said, "Perhaps your lord is with the Caliph's sister and the veil of secrecy has been rent." So Naomi at once sprang up and betook herself to the Princess, who said to her, "Here is your lord sitting with me, it seems he has mistaken the place; but, please Allah, neither you nor he has any cause for fear." When Naomi heard these words, she took heart of grace and went up to Ni'amah; and her lord when he saw her —

When it was the Two Hundred and Forty fifth night

And they answered, "O our lady, we hear and obey: it is yours to command." she said, "By God, no harm shall befall you from us!" Then she bade her handmaids bring meat and drink which was done, and they sat down and ate till they had enough, after which they sat drinking. Then the cup went round amongst them and their cares ceased from them, but Ni'amah said, "Would I knew how this will end." The Princess asked, "O Ni'amah do you love your slave Naomi?"; and he answered, "Of a truth it is my passion for her which has brought me to this state of peril for my life." Then She said to the damsel, "O Naomi, do you love your lord Ni'amah?"; and she replied, "O my lady, it is the love of him which has wasted my body and brought me to evil case." Rejoined the Princess, "By God, since you love each other thus, may he not be who would part you! Be of good cheer and keep your eyes cool and clear." At this they rejoiced and Naomi called for a lute and, when they brought it, she took it

Ni Amah Bin Al-Rabi’a And Naomi. 19 and tuned it and played a lively measure which enchanted the hearers, and after the prelude sang these couplets,

"When the slanderers cared but to part us twain, We owed no blood debt could raise their ire; And they poured in our ears all the din of war, And aid failed and friends, when my want was dire: I fought them hard with my eyes and tears; With breath and sword, with the stream and fire!"

Then Naomi gave the lute to her master, Ni'amah, saying, "Sing you to us some verse." So he took it and playing a lively measure, intoned these couplets,

"Full Moon if unfreckled would favour you, And Sun uneclipsed would reflect your blee: I wonder (but love is of wonders full And ardour and passion and ecstasy) How short the way to my love I fare, Which, from her faring, so long I see.

Now when he had made an end of his song, Naomi filled the cup and gave it to him, and he took it and drank it off; then she filled again and gave the cup to the Caliph's sister who also emptied it; after which the Princess in her turn took the lute and tightened the strings and tuned it and sang these two couplets,

"Grief, cark and care in my heart reside, And the fires of love in my breast abide; My wasted form to all eyes shows clear; For Desire my body has mortified."

Then she filled the cup and gave it to Naomi, who drank it off and taking the lute, sang these two couplets,

"O to whom I gave soul which you torturest And in vain I'd recover from fair Unfaith, Do grant your favours my care to cure before I die for this be my latest breath."

And they did not stop to sing verses and drink to the sweet sound of the strings, full of mirth and merriment and joy and jollity till behold, in came the Commander of the Faithful. Now when they saw him, they rose and kissed the ground before him and he seeing Naomi with the lute in her hand, said to her, "O Naomi praised be Allah who has done away from you sickness and suffering!" Then he looked at Ni'amah (who was still disguised as a woman), and said to the Princess, "O my sister, what damsel is this by Naomi's side?" She replied, "O Commander of the Faithful, you have here a handmaid, one of your concubines and the bosom friend of Naomi who will neither eat nor drink without her." And she repeated the words of the poet,

"Two contraries, and both concur in opposite charms, And charms so contraried by contrast lovelier show."

the Caliph said, "By God Omnipotent, truly she is as handsome as Naomi, and tomorrow I will appoint her a separate chamber beside that of her friend and send her furniture and stuffs and all that befits her, in honour of Naomi." Then the Princess called for food and set it before her brother, who ate and made himself at home in their place and company. Then filling a cup he signed to Naomi to sing; so she took the lute, after draining two of them and sang these two couplets,

”Since my toper friend in my hand has given Three cups that brim and bubble, ever since I've trailed my skirts throughout night for pride As tho', Prince of the Faithful, I were your Prince!"

The Prince of True Believers was delighted and filling another cup, gave it to Naomi and bade her sing again; so after draining the cup and sweeping the strings, she sang as follows:

"O most noble of men in this time and stound, Of whom none may boast he is equal found! O matchless in greatness of soul and gifts, O you Chief, O you King amongst all renowned: Lord, who dealest large boons to the Lords of Earth, Whom you vexest not nor do hold them bound; The Lord preserve you, and spoil your foes, And never cease your lot with good Fortune crowned!"

Now when the Caliph heard these couplets, he exclaimed, ”By God, good! By God, excellent! Truly the Lord has been copious to you, O Naomi! How clever is your tongue and how clear is your speech!" And they did not stop

Ni Amah Bin Al-Rabi’a And Naomi. 21 their mirth and good cheer till midnight, when the Caliph's sister said to him, "Give ear, O Commander of the Faithful to a tale I have read in books of a certain man of rank." "And what is this tale?" He said. she said,"Know, O Prince of the Faithful that there lived once in the city of Cufa a youth called Ni'amah, son of Al-Rabi'a, and he had a slave girl whom he loved and who loved him. They had been reared in one bed; but when they grew up and mutual love gat hold of them, Fortune smote them with her calamities and Time, the tyrant, brought upon them his adversity and decreed separation unto them. Thereupon designing and slanderous folk enticed her by sleight forth of his house and, stealing her away from his home, sold her to one of the Kings for ten thousand dinars. Now the girl loved her lord even as he loved her, so he left kith and kin and house and home and the gifts of fortune, and set out to search for her and when she was found he devised means to gain access to her"—

When it was the Two Hundred and Forty sixth night

Answered the Caliph; "This was indeed a strange thing: it behoved that King to pardon when he had the power to punish; and he ought to have regarded three things in their favour. The first was that they loved each other; the second that they were in his house and in his grasp; and the third that it befits a King to be deliberate in judging and ordering between folk, and how much more so in cases where he himself is concerned! Why this King thus did an unkingly deed."

Then said his sister, "O my brother, by the King of the heavens and the earth, I conjure you, bid Naomi sing and hearken to that she shall sing!" So he said, "O Naomi, sing to me;" whereupon she played a lively measure and sang these couplets,

"Beguiled us Fortune who her guile displays, Smiting the heart, bequeathing thoughts that craze, And parting lovers whom she made to meet, Till tears in torrent either cheek displays: They were and I was and my life was glad, While Fortune often joyed to join our ways; I will pour tear flood, will rain gouts of blood, Your loss bemoaning through the nights and days!"

Now when the Commander of the Faithful heard this verse, he was moved to great delight and his sister said to him, "O my brother, whoever decides in anything against himself, him it behoves to abide by it and do according to his word; and you have judged against yourself by this judgement." Then She said, "O Ni'amah, stand up and do you likewise up stand, O Naomi!" So they stood up and she continued, "O Prince of True Believers, she who stands before you is Naomi the stolen, whom Al-Hajjaj bin Yusuf Al-Sakafi kidnapped and sent to you, falsely pretending in his letter to you that he had bought her for ten thousand gold pieces. And this other who stands before you is her lord, Ni'amah, son of Al-Rabi'a; and I beseech you, by the honour of your pious forebears and by Hamzah and Ukayl and Abbas, to pardon them both and overlook their offence and bestow them one on the other, that you may win rich reward in the next world of your just dealing with them; for they are under your hand and truly they have eaten of your meat and drunken of your drink; and behold, I make intercession for them and beg of you the boon of their blood." Thereupon the Caliph said, "You speak truth: I did indeed give judgement as you sayst, and I am not one to pass sentence and to revoke it." Then He said, "O Naomi say, be this your lord?" And she answered, "Even so, O Commander of the Faithful." Then he said, "No harm shall befall you, I give you each to other;" adding to

Tale of Kamar Al-Zaman. 23 the young man, "O Ni'amah, who told you where she was and taught you how to get at this place?" He replied, "O Commander of the Faithful, hearken to my tale and give ear to my history; for, by the virtue of your pious forefathers, I will hide nothing from you!" And he told him all that had passed between himself and the Persian physician and the old nurse, and how she had brought him into the palace and he had mistaken the doors; at which the Caliph wondered with exceeding wonder and said, "Fetch me the Persian." So they brought him into the presence and he was made one of his chief officers. Moreover the King bestowed on him robes of honour and ordered him a hand some present, saying, "When a man has shown like this man such artful management, it behoves us to make him one of our chief officers." The Caliph also loaded Ni'amah and Naomi with gifts and honours and rewarded the old nurse; and they abode with him seven days in joy and content and all delight of life, when Ni'amah craved leave to return to Cufa with his slave girl. The Caliph gave them permission and they departed and arrived in due course at Cufa, where Ni'amah was restored to his father and mother, and they abode in all the joys and jollities of life, till there came to them the Destroyer of delights and the Sunderer of societies. Now when Amjad and As'ad heard from Bahram this story, they marvelled with extreme marvel and said, "By God, this is indeed a rare tale!"—

When it was the Two Hundred and Forty seventh night

The King took counsel with his Wazir Amjad and his brother As'ad; and Amjad said, "I will go out to him and learn the cause of his coming." So he took horse and, riding forth from the city, repaired to the stranger's camp, where he found the King and with him a mighty many and mounted Mamelukes. When the guards saw him, they knew him for an envoy from the King of the city; so they took him and brought him before their Sultan. Then Amjad kissed the ground before him; but lo! the King was a Queen, who was veiled with a mouth veil, and she said to Amjad, "Know that I have no design on this your city and that I am come here only in quest of a beardless slave of mine, whom if I find with you, I will do you no harm; but if I find him not, then shall there befall sore onslaught between me and you." Asked Amjad, "O Queen, what like is your slave and what is his story and what may be his name?" She said, "His name is As'ad and my name is Marjanah, and this slave came to my town in company of Bahram, a Magian, who refused to sell him to me; so I took him by force, but his master fell upon him by night and bore him away by stealth and he is of such and such a favour."

When Amjad heard that, he knew it was indeed his brother As'ad whom she sought and said to her, "O Queen of the age, praise be to God, praised be Allah, who has brought us relief! Truly this slave whom you seek is my brother." Then he told her their story and all that had befallen them in the land of exile, and acquainted her with the cause of their departure from the Islands of Ebony, at which she marvelled and rejoiced to have found As'ad. So she bestowed a dress of honour upon Amjad, and he returned directly to the King and told him what had passed, at which they all rejoiced and the King went forth with Amjad and As'ad to meet Queen Marjanah. When they were admitted to her presence and sat down to converse with her and were thus pleasantly engaged, behold, a dust cloud rose and flew and grew, till it walled the view. And after a while it lifted and showed beneath it an army dressed for victory, in numbers like the swelling sea, armed and armoured cap a pie who, making for the city, encompassed it round as the ring encompasses the little finger; and a bared brand was in every hand. When Amjad and As'ad saw

Tale of Kamar Al-Zaman. 25 this, they exclaimed, "truly to Allah we belong and to Him we shall return! What is this mighty host? Doubtless, these are enemies, and except we agree with this Queen Marjanah to fight them, they will take the town from us and slay us. There is no resource for us but to go out to them and see who they are." So Amjad arose and took horse and passed through the city gate to Queen Marjanah's camp; but when he reached the approaching army he found it to be that of his grandsire, King Ghayur, father of his mother Queen Budur.—

When it was the Two Hundred and Forty eighth night

When Amjad heard this, he hung his head towards the ground for a while in thought till he felt assured that this King was none other than his grandfather, his mother's father; where upon he raised his head and, kissing ground before him, told him that he was the son of his daughter Budur; on hearing which Ghayur threw himself upon him and they both fell a weeping. Then said Ghayur, "Praised be Allah, O my son, for safety, since I have foregathered with you," and Amjad told him that his daughter Budur was safe and sound, and her husband Kamar al-Zaman likewise, and acquainted him that both abode in a city called the City of Ebony. Moreover, he related to him how his father, being wroth with him and his brother, had commanded that both be put to death, but that his treasurer had taken pity on them and let them go with their lives. King Ghayur said, "I will go back with you and your brother to your father and make your peace with him." So Amjad kissed the ground before him in huge delight and the King bestowed a dress of honour upon him, after which he returned, smiling, to the King of the City of the Magians and told him what he had learnt from King Ghayur, at which he wondered with exceeding wonder.

Then he despatched guest gifts of sheep and horses and camels and forage and so forth to King Ghayur, and did the like by Queen Marjanah; and both of them told her what chanced; whereupon she said, "I too will accompany you with my troops and will do my endeavour to make this peace." Meanwhile behold, there arose another dust cloud and flew and grew till it walled the view and blackened the day's bright hue; and under it they heard shouts and cries and neighing of steeds and beheld sword glance and the glint of levelled lance. When this new host drew near the city and saw the two other armies, they beat their drums and the King of the Magians exclaimed, "This is indeed nothing but a blessed day. Praised be Allah who has made us of accord with these two armies; and if it be His will, He shall give us peace with that other as well." Then He said to Amjad and As'ad, "Fare forth and fetch us news of these troops, for they are a mighty host, never saw I a mightier." So they opened the city gates, which the King had shut for fear of the beleaguering armies, and Amjad and As'ad went forth and, coming to the new host, found that it was indeed

Tale of Kamar Al-Zaman. 27 a mighty many. But as soon as they came to it behold, they knew that it was the army of the King of the Ebony Islands, in which was their father, King Kamar Al-Zaman in person. Now when they looked upon him, they kissed ground and wept; but, when he beheld them, he threw himself upon them weeping, with sore weeping, and strained them to his breast for a full hour. Then he excused himself to them and told them what desolation he had suffered for their loss and exile; and they acquainted him with King Ghayur's arrival, whereupon he mounted with his chief officers and taking with him his two sons, proceeded to that King's camp. As they drew near, one of the Princes rode forward and informed King Ghayur of Kamar al-Zaman's coming, whereupon he came out to meet him and they joined company, marvelling at these things and how they had chanced to foregather in that place. Then the townsfolk made them banquets of all kinds of meats and sweetmeats and presented to them horses and camels and fodder and other guest gifts and all that the troops needed. And while this was doing, behold, yet another cloud of dust arose and flew till it walled the view, whilst earth trembled with the tramp of steed and tabors sounded like stormy winds.

After a while, the dust lifted and discovered an army clad in coats of mail and armed cap a pie; but all were in black garb, and in their midst rode a very old man whose beard flowed down over his breast and he also was clad in black. When the King of the city and the city folk saw this great host, he said to the other Kings, "Praised be Allah by whose omnipotent command you are met here, all in one day, and have proved all known one to the other! But what vast and victorious army is this which hemms in the whole land like a wall?" They answered, "Have no fear of them; we are three Kings, each with a great army, and if they be enemies, we will join you in doing battle with them, were they three times as many as they now are." Meanwhile, up came an envoy from the approaching host, making for the city. So they brought him before Kamar Al-Zaman, King Ghayur, Queen Marjanah and the King of the city; and he kissed the ground and said, "My liege lord comes from Persia land; for many years ago he lost his son and he is seeking him in all countries. If he find him with you, well and good; but if he find him not, there will be war between him and you and he will waste your city." Rejoined Kamar Al-Zaman, "It shall not come to that; but how is your master called in Ajam land?"

Answered the envoy, "He is called King Shahriman, lord of the Khalidan Islands; and he has levied these troops in the lands traversed by him, whilst seeking his son."

Now when Kamar Al-Zaman heard these words, he cried out with a great cry and fell down in a fainting fit which lasted a long while; and soon coming to himself he wept bitter tears and said to Amjad and As'ad, "Go you, O my sons, with the herald, salute your grandfather and my father, King Shahriman, and give him glad tidings of me, for he mourns my loss and even to the present time he wears black raiment for my sake." Then he told the other Kings all that had befallen him in the days of his youth, at which they wondered and, going down with him from the city, repaired to his father, whom he saluted, and they embraced and fell to the ground senseless for excess of joy. And when they revived after a while, Kamar Al-Zaman acquainted his father with all his adventures and the other Kings saluted Shahriman. Then, after having married Marjanah to As'ad, they sent her back to her kingdom, charging her not to cease correspondence with them; so she took leave and went her way. Moreover they married Amjad to Bostan, Bahram's daughter, and they all set out for the City of Ebony. And when they arrived there, Kamar Al-Zaman went in to his father in law, King Armanus, and told him all that had befallen him and how he had found his sons; at which Armanus rejoiced and gave him joy of his safe return. Then King Ghayur went in to his daughter, Queen Budur, and saluted her and quenched his longing for her company, and they all abode a full month's space in the City of Ebony; after which the King and his daughter returned to their own country.—

When it was the Two Hundred and Forty ninth night

And she answered, "O King, it is not more wonderful than that of