Edmund Dulac: illustrations to Stories from the Arabian Nights

THE FISHERMAN AND THE GENIE

 And there in its midst stood a mighty Genie.

 When having brought into submission all the rest of my race.

 No sooner had the monarch seen them, so strange of form and so brilliant and diverse in hue.

 Thereupon the damsel upset the pan into the fire.

 Recalling the fisherman by a swift messenger.

He arrived within sight of a palace of shining marble.

THE STORY OF THE MAGIC HORSE

 At so arrogant a claim all the courtiers burst into loud laughter.

 As he descended, the daylight in which hitherto he had been travelling faded from view.

He saw black eunuchs lying asleep.

 She gave orders for a rich banquet to be prepared.

 Till the tale of her mirror contented her.

She cried: "O miserable man, what sorry watch is this that thou hast kept".

All this time the Princess had been watching the combat from the roof of the palace.

 In the garden of the summer palace all was silence and solitude.

Sat by the lake and solaced themselves sweetly with love.

 It was in vain that all the wisest physicians in the country were summoned into consultation.

 For many months he travelled without clue.

And ever with the tears falling down from her eyes she sighed and sang.