The Shaving of Shagpat; an Arabian entertainment — Volume 2 by George Meredith
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came to the well I marked not them by it, but plunged, and the depth of
that well seemed to me the very depth of the earth itself, so went I ever downward; and when I was near the bottom of the well I had forgotten life above, and lo! no sooner had I touched the bottom of the well when my head emerged from the surface: 'twas wondrous! But for a sign that touched the bottom of the well, see, O Noorna bin Noorka, the Jewel, the one of myriads that glitter at the bottom, and I plucked it for a gift to thee.' So Noorna took the Jewel from his hand that was torn and crimson, and she cried, 'Thou fair youth, thou bleedest with the plucking of it, and it was written, no hand shall pluck a jewel at the bottom of that well without letting of blood. Even so it is! Worthy art thou, and I was not mistaken in thee.' At her words Shibli Bagarag burst forth into praises of her, and he sang: 'What is my worthiness Match'd with thy worth? Darkness and earthiness, Dust and dearth! O Noorna, thou art wise above women: great and glorious over them.' In this fashion the youth lauded her that was his betrothed, but she exclaimed, 'Hush! or the jealousy of this Ass will be aroused, and of a surety he'll spill us.' Then he laughed and she laughed till the tail of Karaz trembled. |
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