10. Women’s Craft . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .cxcv-cc
11. Sindbad the Sailor and Hindbad the Porter[FN#239]
a. The First Voyage of Sindbad the Sailor
b. The Second Voyage of Sindbad the Sailor
c. The Third Voyage of Sindbad the Sailor
d. The Fourth Voyage of Sindbad the Sailor
e. The Fifth Voyage of Sindbad the Sailor
f. The Sixth Voyage of Sindbad the Sailor
g. The Seventh Voyage of Sindbad the Sailor
of the first lines of the
verse in the “Tales from the Arabic.”
N.B.—The Roman numerals denote the volume, the Arabic the page
A Damsel made for love and decked with subtle grace,
A fair one, to idolaters if she herself should show, iii. 10.
A sun of beauty she appears to all who look on her, iii. 191.
A white one, from her sheath of tresses now laid bare, ii. 291.
After your loss, nor trace of me nor vestige would remain, iii. 41.
Algates ye are our prey become; this many a day and night, iii. 6.
All intercessions come and all alike do ill succeed, ii. 218.
An if my substance fail, no one there is will succour me, i. 6.
An if ye’d of evil be quit, look that no evil ye do, ii. 192.
Assemble, ye people of passion, I pray, iii. 31.
Awaken, O ye sleepers all, and profit, whilst it’s here, ii. 234.
Beard of the old he-goat, the one-eyed, what shall
be, ii. 231.
Behold, I am clad in a robe of leaves green, ii. 242.
But for the spying of the eyes [ill-omened,] we had seen, i. 50.
By Allah, but that I trusted that I should meet you again, ii. 266.
By Him whom I worship, indeed, I swear, O thou that mine eye dost fill, ii. 213.
Damascus is all gardens decked for the pleasance of
the eyes, iii. 9.
Drink ever, O lovers, I rede you, of wine, ii. 230.
El Abbas from Akil his stead is come again, iii. 108.
Endowed with amorous grace past any else am I, ii 253.
Fair fall the maid whose loosened locks her cheeks
do overcloud! iii. 191.
Fair patience practise, for thereon still followeth content, iii. 116.
Fair patience use, for ease still followeth after stress, iii. 117.
For the uses of food I was fashioned and made, ii. 223.
“Forget him,” quoth my censurers, “forget him; what is he?” iii. 42.
Fortune its arrows all, through him I love, let fly, iii. 31.
Full many a man incited me to infidelity, i. 205.
God judge betwixt me and her lord! Away, i. 48.
God keep the days of love-delight! How dearly sweet they were! i. 225.
God keep the days of love-delight! How passing sweet they were! ii. 96
God knows I ne’er recalled thy memory to my thought, iii. 46.