ABSTRACT
IT is related-but Allah in the Highest knows all!—that there was once, in a certain Mussulman country, an old king whose heart was as the ocean, who had the wisdom of Aflatun, whose nature was the nature of the Sages, whose glory surpassed the glory of Faridun, whose star was the star of Alexander, whose fortune was the fortune of the Persian Anushirwan. This King had seven sons, seven fires of the Pleiades. But the youngest was in everything the most excellent. He was white and rose, and his name was Prince Jasmine.
