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and rode to Er Reshid, to whom I told what had passed, and he said, ‘Repeat to me the airs thou heardest from him.’ So I took the lute and played and sang them to him; for, behold, they were rooted in my heart. The Khalif was charmed with them and drank thereto, albeit he was no great wine-bibber, saying, ‘Would he would some day pleasure us with his company, as he hath pleasured thee!’ Then he ordered me a present and I took it and went away.
THE LOVERS OF THE BENOU UDHREH.
(Quoth Mesrour the Eunuch), The Khalif Haroun er Reshid was very wakeful one night and said to me, ‘See which of the poets is at the door to-night.’ So I went out and finding Jemil ben Maamer el Udhri[1] in the antechamber, said to him, ‘The Commander of the Faithful calls for thee.’ Quoth he, ‘I hear and obey,’ and going in with me, saluted the Khalif, who returned his greeting and bade him sit down. Then he said to him, ‘O Jemil, hast thou any new stories to tell us?’ ‘Yes, O Commander of the Faithful,’ answered he. ‘Whether wouldst thou liefer hear, that which I have seen with mine eyes or that which I have [but] heard tell?’ ‘Tell me something thou hast actually seen,’ said the Khalif. Quoth Jemil, ‘It is well, O Commander of the Faithful; incline thy heart to me and lend me thine ears.’ The Khalif took a cushion of red brocade, embroidered with gold and stuffed with ostrich-feathers, and laying it under his thighs, propped up his elbows thereon; then he said to Jemil, ‘Now for thy tale, O Jemil!’
‘Know, O Commander of the Faithful,’ answered he, ‘that I was once desperately enamoured of a certain girl
- ↑ See note, Vol. II. p. 25. The introduction here of Jemil is an anachronism, as he died many years before Er Reshid’s birth.
