“Magic Kohl enchanteth the glances so bright of her:  * We pluck
     roses in posies from cheeks rosy bright of her: 
Of night’s gloomiest hue is the gloom of the hair of her * And
     her bright brow uplighteth the murks of the night of
     her."[FN#127]

(Quoth the reciter) when the Princess raised from her face the veil and Alaeddin saw her favour he said, “In very truth her fashion magnifieth her Almighty Fashioner and glory be to Him who created her and adorned her with this beauty and loveliness.”  His strength was struck down from the moment he saw her and his thoughts were distraught; his gaze was dazed, the love of her get hold of the whole of his heart; and, when he returned home to his mother, he was as one in ecstasy.  His parent addressed him, but he neither replied nor denied; and, when she set before him the morning meal he continued in like case; so Quoth she, “O my son, what is’t may have befallen thee?  Say me, doth aught ail thee?  Let me know what ill hath betided thee for, unlike thy custom, thou speakest not when I bespeak thee.”  Thereupon Alaeddin (who used to think that all women resembled his mother[FN#128] and who, albeit he had heard of the charms of Badr al-Budur, daughter of the Sultan, yet knew not what “beauty” and “loveliness” might signify) turned to his parent and exclaimed, “Let me be!” However, she persisted in praying him to come forwards and eat, so he did her bidding but hardly touched food; after which he lay at full length on his bed all the night through in cogitation deep until morning morrowed.  The same was his condition during the next day, when his mother was perplexed for the case of her son and unable to learn what had happened to him.  So, thinking that belike he might be ailing she drew near him and asked him saying, “O my son, an thou sense aught of pain or such like, let me know that I may fare forth and fetch thee the physician; and to-day there be in this our city a leech from the Land of the Arabs whom the Sultan hath sent to summon and the bruit abroad reporteth him to be skillful exceedingly.  So, an be thou ill let me go and bring him to thee.”—­And Shahrazad was surprised by the dawn of day and ceased to say her permitted say.

      When it was the Five Hundred and Forty-first Night,

Quoth Dunyazad, “O sister mine, an thou be other than sleepy do tell us some of thy pleasant tales,” whereupon Shahrazad replied, With love and good will.”—­It hath reached me, O King of the Age, that Alaeddin, hearing his parent’s offer to summon the mediciner, said, “O my mother, I am well in body and on no wise ill.  But I ever thought that all women resembled thee until yesterday, when I beheld the Lady Badr al-Budur daughter of the Sultan, as she was faring for the Baths.”  Then he related to her all and everything that had happened to him adding, “Haply thou also hast heard the crier a-crying, ’Let no man open shop or stand in street that the Lady Badr al-Budur may repair to the