His trial was soon finished, without his being permitted to speak for himself.  As he was going to receive his sentence, the envious man threw himself in his way and told him with a loud voice that his verses were good for nothing.  Zadig did not value himself on being a good poet; but it filled him with inexpressible concern to find that he was condemned for high treason; and that the fair lady and his two friends were confined in prison for a crime of which they were not guilty.  He was not allowed to speak because his writing spoke for him.  Such was the law of Babylon.  Accordingly he was conducted to the place of execution, through an immense crowd of spectators, who durst not venture to express their pity for him, but who carefully examined his countenance to see if he died with a good grace.  His relations alone were inconsolable, for they could not succeed to his estate.  Three-fourths of his wealth were confiscated into the king’s treasury, and the other fourth was given to the envious man.

Just as he was preparing for death the king’s parrot flew from its cage and alighted on a rosebush in Zadig’s garden.  A peach had been driven thither by the wind from a neighboring tree, and had fallen on a piece of the written leaf of the pocketbook to which it stuck.  The bird carried off the peach and the paper and laid them on the king’s knee.  The king took up the paper with great eagerness and read the words, which formed no sense, and seemed to be the endings of verses.  He loved poetry; and there is always some mercy to be expected from a prince of that disposition.  The adventure of the parrot set him a-thinking.

The queen, who remembered what had been written on the piece of Zadig’s pocketbook, caused it to be brought.  They compared the two pieces together and found them to tally exactly; they then read the verses as Zadig had wrote them.

TYRANTS ARE PRONE TO FLAGRANT CRIMES. 
  TO CLEMENCY HIS CROWN HE OWES. 
TO CONCORD AND TO PEACEFUL TIMES. 
  LOVE ONLY IS THE WORST OF FOES.

The king gave immediate orders that Zadig should be brought before him, and that his two friends and the lady should be set at liberty.  Zadig fell prostrate on the ground before the king and queen; humbly begged their pardon for having made such bad verses and spoke with so much propriety, wit, and good sense, that their majesties desired they might see him again.  He did himself that honor, and insinuated himself still farther into their good graces.  They gave him all the wealth of the envious man; but Zadig restored him back the whole of it.  And this instance of generosity gave no other pleasure to the envious man than that of having preserved his estate.

The king’s esteem for Zadig increased every day.  He admitted him into all his parties of pleasure, and consulted him in all affairs of state.  From that time the queen began to regard him with an eye of tenderness that might one day prove dangerous to herself, to the king, her august comfort, to Zadig, and to the kingdom in general.  Zadig now began to think that happiness was not so unattainable as he had formerly imagined.