distance from the dome, each of them upon a seat of Indian plane wood inlaid with silver filigree in compartments, with instruments of music in their hands, waiting for orders to play.  They both went forward, and had a full view of the ladies, and on the right they saw a great court with a stair up from the garden, encompassed with beautiful apartments.  The slave had left them, and being alone, they conversed together; “For you, who are a wise man,” said the prince of Persia, “I doubt not but you look with a great deal of satisfaction upon all these marks of grandeur and power; for my part, I do not think there is any thing in the world more surprising.  But when I consider that this is the glorious habitation of the lovely Schemselnihar, and that the greatest monarch of the earth keeps her here, I confess to you that I look upon myself to be the most unfortunate of all mankind, and that no destiny can be more cruel than mine, to love an object possessed by my rival, and that too in a place where he is so potent, that I cannot think myself sure of my life one moment.”

Ebn Thaher, hearing the prince of Persia speak, replied, “Sir, I wish you could give me as good assurance of the happy success of your passion, as I can give you of the safety of your life.  Though this stately palace belongs to the caliph, who built it on purpose for Schemselnihar, and called it the palace of eternal pleasures, and though it makes part of his own palace, yet you must know that this lady lives here at absolute liberty.  She is not beset by eunuchs to be spies upon her; this is her private house, absolutely at her disposal.  She goes into the city when she pleases, and returns again, without asking leave of any body:  and the caliph never comes to see her, but he sends Mesrour, the chief of his eunuchs, to give her notice, that she may be prepared to receive him.  Therefore you may be easy, and give full attention to the concert of music, which, I perceive, Schemselnihar is preparing for you.”

Just as Ebn Thaher had spoken these words, the prince of Persia, and he, saw the favourite’s trusty slave giving orders to the ladies to begin to sing, and play with the instruments:  they all began immediately to play together as a prelude, and after they had played some time, one of them began to sing alone, and accompanied herself at the same time admirably upon her lute, being informed beforehand upon what subject she was to sing.  The words were so agreeable to the prince of Persia’s sentiments, that he could not forbear applauding her at the end of the couplet.  “Is it possible,” cried he, “that you have the gift of knowing people’s hearts, and that the knowledge of what is passing in my mind has occasioned you to give us a taste of your charming voice by those words?  I should not express myself otherwise, were I to choose.”  The lady made no reply, but went on and sung several other stanzas, with which the prince was so affected, that he repeated some of them with tears in his eyes; which discovered plainly enough that he applied them to himself.  When she had finished, she and her companions rose up and sung a chorus, signifying by their words, that the full moon was going to rise in all her splendour, and that they should speedily see her approach the sun.  Intimating, that Schemselnihar was coming, and that the prince of Persia would soon have the pleasure of beholding her.