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. SHÂHNÂMEH 

(The Epic of Kings)

STORY OF ZÂL-e Zar


 

SISTAN, which is to the south of Iran, was ruled by Saam, the Pahlewan, girt with might and glory, and, but for the grief that he was childless, his days were happy. Then it came to pass that a son was born unto him, beautiful of face and limb, who had neither fault nor blemish save that his hair was like unto that of an aged man. Now the women were afraid to tell Saam, lest he be wroth when he should learn that his child was thus set apart from his fellow-men. So the infant had gazed upon the light eight days ere he knew thereof. Then a woman, brave above the rest, venTured into his presence. She bowed herself unto the dust and craved of Saam the boon of speech. And he suffered her, and she spake, saying- 

"May the Lord keep and guard thee. May thine enemies be utterly destroyed. May the days of Saam the hero be happy. For the Almighty hath accomplished his desire. He hath given to him an heir, a son is born unto the mighty warrior behind the curtains of his house, a moon-faced boy, beautiful of face and limb, in whom there is neither fault nor blemish, save that his hair is like unto that of an aged man. I beseech thee, O my master, bethink thee that this gift is from God, nor give place in thine heart to ingratitude."

                When Saam had listened to her words he arose and went unto the house of the women. And he beheld the babe that was beautiful of face and limb, but whose head was like unto that of an aged man. Then Saam, fearing the jeers of his enemies, quitted the paths of wisdom. He lifted his head unto heaven and murmured against the Lord of Destiny, and cried, saying- 

"O thou eternally just and good, O source of happiness, incline thine ear unto me and listen to my voice. If I have sinned, if I have strayed in the paths of Ahriman, behold my repentance and pardon me. My soul is ashamed, my heart is angered for reason of this child, for will not the nobles say this boy presageth evil? They will hold me up to shame, and what can I reply to their questions? It behoveth me to remove this stain, that the land of Iran be not accursed."

                Thus spake Saam in his anger, railing against fate, and he commanded his servants to take the child and cast it forth out of the land.   Now there standeth far from the haunts of men the Mount Alborz, whose head toucheth the stars, and never had mortal foot been planted upon its crest. And upon it had the Simorgh, the bird of

marvel, builded her nest. Of ebony and of sandal-wood did she build it, and twined it with aloes, so that it was like unto a king's house, and the evil sway of SaTurn could not reach thereto. And at the foot of this mount was laid the child of Saam. Then the Simorgh, when she spied the infant lying upon the ground, bereft of clothes and wherewithal to nourish it, sucking its fingers for very hunger, darted to earth and raised him in her talons. And she bare him unto her nest, that her young might devour him. But when she had brought him her heart was stirred within her for compassion. Therefore she bade her young ones spare the babe and treat him like to a brother. Then she chose out tender flesh to feed her guest, and tended the infant forsaken of his sire. And thus did the Simorgh, nor ever wearied till that moons and years had rolled above their heads, and the babe was grown to be a youth full of strength and beauty. And his renown filled the land, for neither good nor evil can be hidden for ever. And his fame spread even unto the ears of Saam, the son of Narymann.

    Then it came to pass that Saam dreamed a dream, wherein he beheld a man riding towards him mounted upon an Arab steed. And the man gave him tidings of his son, and taunted him, saying- 

"O thou who hast offended against every duty, who disownest thy son because that his hair is white, though thine own resembleth the silver poplar, and to whom a bird seemeth fit nurse for thine offspring, wilt thou abjure all kinship with him for ever?"

Now when Saam awoke he remembered his dream, and fear came upon him for his sin. And he called unto him his Mobeds, and questioned them concerning the stripling of the Mount Alborz, and whether this could be indeed his son, for surely frosts and heat must long since have destroyed him. Then the Mobeds answered and said- 

"Not so, thou most ungrateful unto God, thou more cruel than the lion, the tiger, and the crocodile, for even savage beasts tend their young, whilst thou didst reject thine own, because thou heldest the white hair given unto him by his Creator for a reproach in the sight of men. O faint of heart, arise and seek thy child, for surely one whom God hath blessed can never Parish. And Turn thou unto him and pray that he forgive thee."

                When Saam had heard these words he was contrite, and called about him his army and set forth unto the mountains. And when they were come unto the mount that is raised up to the Pleiades, Saam beheld the Simorgh and the nest, and a stripling that was like unto himself walking around it. And his desire to get unto him was great, but he strove in vain to scale the crest. Then Saam called upon God in his humility. And God heard him, and put it into the heart of the Simorgh to look down and behold the warrior and the army that was with him. And when she had seen Saam she knew wherefore the chief was come, and she spake and said-  

"O thou who hast shared this nest, I have reared thee and been to thee a mother, for thy father cast thee out; the hour is come to part us, and I must give thee again unto thy people. For thy father is Saam the hero, the Pahlewan of the world, greatest among the great, and he is come hither to seek his son, and splendour awaiteth thee beside him."

                When the youth had heard her words his eyes were filled with tears and his heart with sorrow, for he had never gazed upon men, though he had learned their speech. And he said- 

"Art thou then weary of me, or am I no longer fit to be thy house-fellow? See, thy nest is unto me a throne, thy sheltering wings a parent. To thee I owe all that I am, for thou wast my friend in need."

the Simorgh answered him saying,

"I do not send thee away for enmity, O my son; nay, I would keep thee beside me for ever, but another destiny is better for thee. When thou shalt have seen the throne and its pomp my nest will sink in thine esteem. Go forth, therefore, my son, and try thy fortune in the world. But that thou mayst remember thy nurse who shielded thee, and reared thee amid her little ones, that thou mayst remain under the shadow of her wings, bear with thee this feather from her breast. And in the day of thy need cast it into the fire, and I will come like unto a cloud and deliver thee from danger."

                Thus she spake, and raised him in her talons and bore him to the spot where Saam was bowed to the dust in penitence. Now when Saam beheld his son, whose body was like unto an elephant's for strength and beauty, he bent low before the Simorgh and covered her with benison. And he cried out and said- 

"O King of birds, O bird of God, who confoundest the wicked, mayst thou be great for ever."

but while he yet spake the Simorgh flew upwards, and the gaze of Saam was fixed upon his son. And as he looked he saw that he was worthy of the throne, and that there was neither fault nor blemish in him, save only his silvery locks. Then his heart rejoiced within him, and he blessed him, and entreated his forgiveness. And he said- 

"O my son, open thine heart unto the meanest of God's servants, and I swear unto thee, in the presence of Him that made us, that never again will I harden my heart towards thee, and that I will grant unto thee all thy desires."

then he clothed him in rich robes and named him Zal, which being interpreted meaneth the aged. And he showed him unto the army. And when they had looked on the youth they saw that he was goodly of visage and of limb, and they shouted for very joy. Then the host made them ready to reTurn unto Sistan. And the kettle-drummers rode at their head, mounted upon mighty elephants whose feet raised a cloud of dust that rose unto the sky. And the tabors were beat, and the trumpets brayed, and the cymbals clashed, and sounds of rejoicing filled the land because that Saam had found his son, and that Zal was a hero among men.   The news spread even unto Manouchehr that Saam was reTurning from the mountains with great pomp and joy. And when he had heard it he bade Nuder go forth to meet the Pahlewan and bid him bring Zal unto the court. And when Saam heard the desires of his master he obeyed and came within his gates. Then he beheld the King seated upon the throne of the Key’ianides, bearing his crown upon his head, and on his right hand sat Karun the Pahlewan, and he bade Saam be seated on his left. And the King commanded Saam that he should speak. Then Saam unbosomed himself before the King and spake concerning his son, neither did he hide his evil deed. And Manouchehr commanded that Zal be brought before him. So the chamberlains brought him into the presence of the King, and he was clad in robes of splendour, and the King was amazed at his aspect. And he Turned and said unto Saam- 

"O Pahlewan of the world, the King enjoineth you have a care of this noble youth, and guard him for the land of Iran. And teach him forthwith the arts of war, and the pleasures and customs of the banquet, for how should one that hath been reared in a nest be familiar with our ways?

then the King bade the Mobeds cast Zal's horoscope, and they read that he would be a brave and prudent knight. Now when he had heard this the Pahlewan was relieved of all his fears, and the King rejoiced and covered Saam with gifts. Arabian horses did he give unto him with golden saddles, Indian swords in scabbards of gold, brocades of Roum, skins of beasts, and carpets of Ind, and the rubies and pearls were past the numbering. And slaves poured musk and amber before him. And Manouchehr also granted to Saam a throne, and a crown and a girdle of gold, and he named him ruler of all the lands that stretch from the Sea of China to that of Sind, from Zabolestan to the Caspian. Then he bade that the Pahlewan's horse be led forth, and sent him away from his presence. And Saam called down blessings upon the King, and Turned his face towards home. And his train followed after him, and the sound of music went before them.

                Then when the tidings came to Sistan that the great hero was drawing nigh, the city decked itself in festive garbs, and every man called down the blessings of Heaven upon Zal, the son of Saam, and poured gifts at his feet. And there was joy in all the land for that Saam had taken back his son.   Saam forthwith called about him his Mobeds, and bade them instruct the youth in all the virtues of a king, and daily Zal increased in wisdom and strength, and his fame filled the land. And when Saam went forth to fight the battles of the King, he left the kingdom under his hands, and Zal administered it with judgment and virtue.

 

 

ZAL AND RUDABEH

 

    ANON it came about that Zal desired to see the kingdom. And he set forth, and there followed after him a goodly train, and when they had journeyed a while they marched with pomp into Cabul. Now Mehrab, who was descended from Zohhak the Serpent, reigned in Cabul, yet he was worthy, prudent, and wise. When he heard that the son of Saam, to whom he paid tribute, drew nigh unto the city, he went out to meet him, and his nobles went with him, and slaves bearing costly gifts. And Zal, hearing that Mehrab was at hand, prepared a feast in his tents, and Mehrab and his train feasted with him until the night was far spent. Now, after the King was gone, Zal praised his beauty. Then a noble rose up and said unto him- 

"O Zal, thou knowest not beauty since thou hast not beheld the daughter of this man. For she is like unto the slender cypress, her face is brighter than the sun, her mouth is a pomegranate flower." When Zal heard these words he was filled with longing, and sleep would not visit his eyelids for thinking of her beauty.

    Now, when the day dawned, he opened the doors of his court, and the nobles stood about him, each man according to his rank. And presently there came from Cabul Mehrab the King to tender morning greeting to the stranger without his gates. And Zal desired that Mehrab should crave a boon at his hands. Then spake Mehrab unto him saying- 

"O ruler mighty and great, I have but one desire, and to bring it to pass is easy. For I crave thee that thou dwell as guest beneath my roof, and let my heart rejoice in thy presence."

then Zal said unto him,

"O King, ask not this boon at my hands, I pray thee, for it can in nowise be accomplished. The King and Saam would be angered should they learn that I had eaten under the roof of Zohhak. I beg of thee ask aught but this." 

When Mehrab heard these words he was sorrowful, and bent low before Zal, and departed from out the tents. And the eye of Zal looked after him, and yet again he spake his praises. Then he bethought him of the King's daughter, and how that she was fair, and he was sunk in brooding and desire, and the days passed unheeded over his head.

                Now it came to pass that on a certain morning Mehrab stepped forth from his palace to the house of the women to visit Sindokht his wife, and her daughter Rudabeh. Truly the house was like to a garden for colour and perfume, and over all shone those moons of beauty. Now when Mehrab had greeted Rudabeh he marvelled at her loveliness, and called down the blessings of Heaven upon her head. Then Sindokht opened her lips and questioned Mehrab concerning the stranger whose tents were without their gates. And she said-  

"I pray thee tell unto me what manner of man is this white-haired son of Saam, and is he worthy the nest or the throne? " 

then Mehrab said unto her,

"O my fair cypress, the son of Saam is a hero among men. His heart is like unto a lion's, his strength is as an elephant's, to his friends he is a gracious Nile, unto his enemies a wasting crocodile. And in him are even blemishes Turned to beauties, his white locks but enhance his glory." 

When Rudabeh had listened to these words her heart burned with love for Zal, so that she could neither eat nor rest, and was like unto one that hath changed her shape. And after a while, because that she could bear the burden thereof no longer, she told her secret to the slaves that loved and served her. And she charged them tell no man, and entreated of them that they would aid her to allay the troubles of her heart. And when the slaves had listened to her story, they were filled with fear, and with one accord entreated her that she would dismiss from her heart one branded among men, and whom his own father had cast out. But Rudabeh would not listen to their voice. And when they beheld that she was firm in her spirit, and that their words were vain, they cast about how they might serve her. And one among them who was wise above the rest opened her lips and spake-

"O moon-faced beauty, slender cypress, it shall be done at thy desire. Thy slaves will neither rest nor slumber until the royal youth shall have become the footstool to thy feet." 

then Rudabeh was glad and said- 

"An the issue be happy, there shall be planted for thee a noble tree, and it shall bear riches and jewels, and wisdom shall cull its fruits."   

The slaves pondered in their hearts how they should compass their end, for they knew that only by craft could it be brought about. Straightway they clothed themselves in costly raiment, and went forth blithely into the garden of flowers that was spread beside the river's bank without the city. And they gathered roses, and decked their hair with blossoms, and threw them into the stream for sooth-telling; and as they gathered they came unto the spot over against which were pitched the tents of Zal. Now Zal beheld them from his tent, and he questioned them concerning these rose-gatherers. And one uprose and said unto him- 

"They are slaves sent forth by the moon of Cabul into the garden of flowers."

 Now when Zal heard this his heart leaped for joy, and he set forth unto the river's bank with only one page to bear him company. And seeing a water-bird fly upwards, he took his bow and shot it through the heart, and it fell among the rose-gatherers. Then Zal bade the boy cross the water and bring him the bird. And when he had landed, the moon-faced women pressed about him and questioned him, saying- 

"O youth, tell us the name of him who aimeth thus surely, for verily he is a king among men."  

then the boy answering said,

"What! know ye not the son of Saam the hero? The world hath not his equal for strength and beauty." 

but the girls reproved him, and said,

"Not so, boast not thus vainly, for the house of Mehrab holdeth a sun that o'ershines all besides." 

and the page smiled, and the smile yet lingered on his lips when he came back to Zal. And Zal said- 

"Why smilest thou, boy? What have they spoken unto thee that thou openest thy lips and showest thy ivory teeth? "

then the boy told unto him the speech of the women. And Zal said-  

"Go over yet again and bid them tarry, that they may bear back jewels with their roses." 

and he chose forth from among his treasures trinkets of pearl and gold, and sent them to the slaves. Then the one who had sworn to serve Rudabeh above the rest craved that she might look upon the face of the hero, for she said-

"A secret that is known to three is one no longer."

and Zal granted her desire, and she told him of Rudabeh and of her beauty, and his passion burned the more. And he spake- 

"Show unto me, I pray thee, the path by which I may behold this fair one, for my heart is filled with longing." 

then the slave said,

"Suffer that we go back to the house of the women, and we will fill the ears of Rudabeh with praises of the son of Saam, and will entangle her in the meshes of our net, and the lion shall rejoice in his chase of the lamb." 

then Zal bade her go forth, and the women returned to the house rejoicing and saying- 

"The lion entereth the snare spread forth to entrap him, and the wishes of Rudabeh and Zal will be accomplished."

                 But when they were come to the gates the porter chid them that they were gone without while the stranger sojourned in Cabul, and they were troubled and sore afraid for their secret. But they stilled his wrath and came unto where Rudabeh awaited them. And they told her of Zal, the son of Saam, and of his beauty and his prowess. And Rudabeh smiled and said- 

"Wherefore have ye thus changed your note? For a while back ye spake with scorn of this bird-reared youth, on whose head hang the locks of a sage, but now are ye loud in his praises."

                Then Rudabeh began privily to deck her house that it might be worthy a guest. With brocades of Roum and carpets of Ind did she hang it, and she perfumed it with musk and ambergris, and flowers did she cause to bloom about the rooms. And when the sun was sunk, and the doors of the house were locked and the Kays withdrawn, a slave went forth unto Zal, the son of Saam. And she spake unto him in a low voice- 

"Come now, for all is ready."

and Zal followed after her. And when they were come to the house of the women Zal beheld the daughter of the King standing upon the roof, and her beauty was like unto a cypress on which the full moon shineth. And when she beheld him, she spake and said-  

"I bid thee welcome, O young man, son of a hero, and may the blessing of Heaven rest upon thee." 

and Zal answered her benison, and prayed that he might enter into nearer converse, for he was on the ground and she was on the roof. Then the Pari-faced loosened her tresses, and they were long, so that they fell from the battlements unto the ground. And she said unto Zal- 

"Here hast thou a cord without flaw. Mount, O Pahlewan, and seize my black locks, for it is fitting that I should be a snare unto thee." 

but Zal cried,

"Not so, O fair one, it would beseem me ill to do thee hurt." 

and he covered her hair with kisses.  Then he called for a cord and made a running knot, and threw it upwards and fastened it to the battlements. And with a bound he swung himself upon the roof. Then Rudabeh took his hand and they stepped down together into the golden chambers, and the slaves stood round about them. And they gazed upon each other and knew that they excelled in beauty, and the hours slipped by in sweet talk, while love was fanned in their hearts. Then Zal cried-  

"O fair cypress, musk-perfumed, when Manouchehr shall learn of this he will be angered and Saam also will chide. And they will say I have forgotten my God, and will lift their hands against me. But I swear unto thee that this life is to me vile if it be not spent in thy presence. And I call upon Heaven to hear me that none other but thee will I call my bride." 

and Rudabeh said,

"I too will swear unto thee this oath." 

So the hours sped, and there arose from out the tents of the King the sound of drums that announce the coming of the day. Then cried Zal and Rudabeh of one accord- 

"O glory of the world, tarry yet a while, neither arrive so quickly." 

But the sun gave no ear to their reproaches, and the hour to part was come. Then Zal swung himself from the battlements unto the ground, and quitted the house of his beloved.

                Now when the earth was flooded with light, and the nobles and chiefs had tendered unto Zal their morning greetings as was their wont, he called about him his Mobeds, and laid before them how that he was filled with love for a daughter of the Serpent. And the Mobeds when they heard it were troubled, and their lips were closed, and the words were chained upon their tongues. For there was none of them that listed to mingle poison in the honey of this love. Whereupon Zal reproved them, and said that he would bestow on them rich gifts if they would open their mouths. Then they spake and said unto him that the honour of a king could not suffer by a woman, and though Mehrab be indeed of Zohhak's race, he was noble and valiant. And they urged him to write unto his father and crave Saam to wait upon the King.

                 Then Zal called unto him a scribe and bade him write down the words that he spake. And he told unto Saam his love and his fears. And he recalled unto him how that he had cast him out, and how that he had lived in a nest, and a bird had reared him, and the sun had poured down upon his head, and raw flesh had been his nourishment the while his father had sat within a goodly house clothed in silk. And he recalled the promise given to him by Saam. Neither did he seek to justify that which was come about. Then he gave the letter to a messenger, and bade him ride until he should be come into the presence of Saam.  When Saam had heard the words of his son his spirit was troubled, and he cried- 

"Woe unto me, for now is clear what hath so long been hidden. One whom a wild bird hath reared looketh for the fulfilment of wild desires, and seeks union with an accursed race."

and he pondered long what he should answer. For he said, "If I say, Abandon this desire, sow no discord, reTurn to reason, I break my oath and God will punish me. Yet if I say, Thy desire is just, satisfy the passions of thy heart, what offspring can come to pass from the union of a Deev and the nursling of a bird?" And the heart of Saam was heavy with care. So he called unto him his Mobeds that they should search the stars, for he said-

"If I mingle fire and water I do ill, and ill will come of it."

    Then all that day the Wise Men searched the secrets of Fate, and they cast the horoscope of Zal and Rudabeh, and at even they returned to the King rejoicing. And they found him torn with anguish. Then they said-

"Hail unto thee, O Saam, for we have followed the movement of the stars and counted their course, and we have read the message of the skies. And it is written, 'A clear spring shall issue into the day, a son shall be born to Zal, a hero full of power and glory, and there shall not be his like in Iran.' "

    Now when Saam had drunk in these words, his soul was uplifted, and he poured gifts upon the Mobeds. Then he called to him the messenger of Zal, and he gave him pieces of silver, and bade him reTurn unto his master and say-

"I hold thy passion folly, O my son, but because of the oath that I have sworn to thee it shall be done at thy desire. I will hie me unto Iran and lay thy suit before the King."

then Saam called together his army and set forth for Iran, and the sound of trumpets and cymbals went before him.

                Now when the messenger was come back to Zal, he rejoiced and praised God, and gave gold and silver to the poor, and gifts unto his servants. But when night was come he could not close his eyes in slumber, nor could he rest during the day. Neither did he drink wine nor demand the singers, for his soul was filled with longing after his love. And presently there came out to him a slave, and he gave unto her Saam's letter that she might bear it to Rudabeh. And Rudabeh rejoiced also, and chose from among her treasures a costly crown and a ring of worth, and bade the woman bear them unto Zal. Now as she quitted the chamber she met Sindokht. And the Queen questioned her and said-

"Whence comest thou? Reply to all my questions, neither seek thou to deceive me, for already a long time do I suspect thy passing to and fro."

    And the woman trembled as she heard these words, and fell down and kissed the feet of the Queen, and said-

"Have pity on thine handmaiden, who is poor and gaineth her bread as she can. I go into the houses of the rich and sell to them robes and jewels. And Rudabeh hath this day bought of me a tiara and a bracelet of gold."

then said Sindokht,

"Show unto me the money thou hast received for the Saame, that my anger be appeased."

and the woman answered and said,

"Demand not that I show unto thee that which I have not, for Rudabeh will pay me to-morrow."

    Now Sindokht knew that these words were feigned, and she searched the sleeve of the woman, and lo! she found therein the tiara that Rudabeh had broidered with her hands. Then she was angered, and commanded that the slave should be bound in chains. And she desired that her daughter be brought into her presence. And when she was come, Sindokht opened her mouth and spake, saying-

"O moon of noble race, to whom hath been taught naught but that which is good, how hast thou gone astray upon the paths of evil? O my daughter, confide unto thy mother thy secrets. From whom cometh this woman? For what man are destined thy gifts?"

    When she had heard, Rudabeh was abashed, but after a while she told all unto Sindokht. Now when the Queen had heard she was confounded, for she feared the wrath of the King, and that he would raze Cabul to the dust for this mischance. And she went into her rooms and wept in her sorrow. Then presently Mehrab the King came in to Sindokht, and he was of joyful mind, for Zal had received him graciously. But when he beheld her tears he questioned of her grief. Then she told him how that his daughter was filled with love for Zal, the son of Saam. And when Mehrab had heard her to an end, his heart also was troubled, for he knew that Cabul could not stand before the King.

    Manouchehr, too, when he had heard these things, was troubled, for he beheld in them the device of Ahriman, and feared lest this union should bring evil upon Iran. And he bade Nauder call Saam before him. Now when Saam heard the desire of the King, he spake and said-

                                "I obey, and the sight of the King will be a banquet. unto my soul."

    Then Saam went into the presence of Manouchehr, and he kissed the ground, and called down blessings upon the head of the King. But Manouchehr raised him and seated him beside him on the throne, and straightway began to question him concerning the war, and the Deevs of Mazandaran. Then Saam told him all the story of his battles. And Manouchehr listened with joy though the tale was long, and when Saam had ended he praised his prowess. And he lifted his crown unto heaven and rejoiced that his enemies were thus confounded. Then be bade a banquet be spread, and all night long the heroes feasted and shortened the hours with wine. But when the first rays of morn had shed their light, the curtains of the King's house were opened, that he might hold audience and grant the petitions of his people. And Saam the Pahlewan came the first to stand before the King, for he desired to speak to him of Zal. But the King of the world would not suffer him to open his lips, but said unto him-

"Go hence, O Saam, and take with thee thine army, for I command thee to go yet again to battle. Set forth unto Cabul and burn the house of Mehrab the King, and utterly destroy his race and all who serve him, nor suffer that any of the seed of Zohhak escape destruction, for I will that the earth be delivered of this serpent brood."

    When Saam heard these words he knew that the King was angered, and that speech would avail him naught. So he kissed the throne and touched the earth with his forehead, and said,

"Lord, I am thy servant, and I obey thy desires."

and he departed, and the earth trembled under the stamping of footmen and of hoofs, and the air of the city was darkened with his spears.

    Now the news of Saam's intent reached even unto Cabul, and the land was sunk in woe, and weeping filled the house of the King. But Zal was wroth, and he went forth to meet his father. And when he was come to the spot where he had encamped his army, he craved an audience. And Saam granted it, and Zal reminded him yet again of his oath, and desired that he would spare the land of Cabul, nor visit his judgments upon the innocent. When Saam had listened, his heart was moved, and he said-

"O my son, thou speakest that which is right. To thee have I been unjust from the day of thy birth. But stay thy wrath, for surely I will find a remedy, and thy wishes shall yet be accomplished. For thou shalt bear a letter unto the King, and when he shall have looked on thy face, he will be moved with compassion and cease to trouble thee."

                Then Zal kissed the ground before his father and craved the blessings of God upon his head. And Saam dictated a letter to the King, and he spoke therein of all he had done for Manouchehr, and how he had killed the dragon that had laid waste the land, how he had ever subdued the foes of Iran, and how the frontiers were enlarged by his hands. Yet now was he waxing old, and could no longer do doughty deeds. But a brave son was his, worthy and true, who would follow in his footsteps. Only his heart was devoured of love, and perchance he would die if his longing were unsatisfied. And therewith he commended to the wisdom of the King the affairs of Zal.

    When the letter was ended Zal set forth with it unto the court, and the flower of his army went with him.

    But the fear of Manouchehr was great in Cabul, and Mehrab pondered how he should quench the wrath of the King of kings. And he spake to Sindokht and said-

"For that the King is angered against me because of thee and thy daughter, and because I cannot stand before him, I will lead Rudabeh unto his court and kill her before his eyes. Perchance his anger may be thus allayed."

    Sindokht listened to his words in silence, and when he had ended she cast about her for a plan, for she was quick of wit. And when she had found one she came again into the presence of Mehrab, and she craved of him that he should give her the Kay of his treasury. For she said-

"This is not the hour to be strait-handed; suffer that I take what seemeth good unto me and go before Saam, it may be that I move him to spare the land."

    And Mehrab agreed to her demand because of the fear that devoured him. Then Sindokht went out to the house of Saam, and she took with her three hundred thousand pieces of gold, and sixty horses caparisoned in silver, bearing sixty slaves that held cups filled to the brim with musk and camphor, and rubies, and Turquoise, and precious stones of every kind. And there followed two hundred dromedaries and four tall Indian elephants laden with carpets and brocades of Roum, and the train reached for two miles beyond the King's gates. Now when Sindokht was come to Sistan she bade the guardians of the door say unto Saam that an envoy was come from Cabul bearing a message. And Saam granted an audience, and Sindokht was brought into his presence. Then she kissed the ground at his feet and called upon Heaven to shower down blessings on his head. And when she had done so, she caused her gifts to be laid before Saam, and when Saam beheld these treasures, he marvelled and thought within himself,

"How cometh it that a woman is sent as envoy from a land that boasteth such riches? If I accept them the King will be angered, and if I refuse perchance Zal will reproach me that I rob him of his heritage."

So he lifted his head and said-

"Let these treasures be given unto the treasurer of my son."

     When Sindokht beheld that her gifts were accepted, she rejoiced and raised her voice in speech. And she questioned Saam, saying-

"Tell me, I pray thee, what wrong have the people of Cabul done unto thee that thou wouldst destroy them?"

    Then answered Saam the hero,

"Reply unto my questions and lie not. Art thou the slave or the wife of Mehrab, and is it thy daughter whom Zal hath seen? If indeed it be so, tell me, I pray, of her beauty, that I may know if she be worthy of my son."

    Then Sindokht said,

"O Pahlewan, swear to me first a great oath that thou wilt spare my life and the lives of those dear unto me. And when I am assured of thy protection I will recount all that thou desirest."

    Then Saam took the hand of Sindokht, and he sware unto her a great oath, and gave her his word and his promise. And when she had heard it she was no longer afraid, and she told him all her secrets. And she

said-

"I am of the race of Zohhak, and wife unto the valiant Mehrab, and mother of Rudabeh, who hath found favour in the eyes of thy son. And I am come to learn of thy desire, and who are thine enemies in Cabul. Destroy the wicked, and those who merit chastisement, but spare, I pray thee, the innocent, or thy deeds will change day into night."

    Then spake Saam,

"My oath is sacred, and if it cost my life, thou and thine and Cabul may rest assured that I will not harm them. And I desire that Zal should find a wife in Rudabeh, though she be of an alien race."

    And he told her how that he had written to the King a letter of supplication such as only one in grief could pen, and how Zal was absent with the message, and he craved her to tell him of Rudabeh.  But Sindokht replied,

"If the Pahlewan of the world will make the hearts of his slaves rejoice, he will visit us and look with his own eyes upon our moon."

    And Saam smiled and said,

"Rest content and deliver thine heart of cares, for all shall end according unto thy desires."

    When Sindokht heard this she bade him farewell and made all haste to reTurn. And Saam loaded her with gifts and bade her depart in peace. And Sindokht's face shone brightly, like unto the moon when she hath been eclipsed, and hope once more reigned in her breast.

    Now listen to what happened to Zal while these things were passing in Sistan. When he was come to the court of Manouchehr he hastened into his presence, and kissed the ground at his feet, and lay prostrate before him in the dust. And when the King saw this he was moved, and bade his servants raise Zal, and pour musk before him. Then Zal drew nigh unto the throne and gave to the King the letter written by Saam the son of Narymann. And when Manouchehr had read it he was grieved, and said-

"This letter, written by Saam thy father in his sorrow, hath awakened an old pain within me. But for the sake of my faithful servant I will do unto thee that which is thy desire. Yet I ask that thou abide with me a little while that I may seek counsel about thee."

    Then the cooks brought forth a table of gold, and Zal was seated beside the King and all the nobles according to their rank, and they ate flesh and drank wine together. Then when the mantle of night was fallen over the earth Zal sprang upon his steed and scoured the land in the unrest of his spirit, for his heart was full of thoughts and his mouth of words. But when morning was come he presented himself before the King in audience. And his speech and mien found favour in the eyes of the King, and he called unto him his Wise Men and bade them question the stars of this matter. Three days and three nights did the Mobeds search the heavens without ceasing, and on the fourth they came before the King and spake. And they said unto him-

"Hail to thee, hero of the golden girdle, for we bring unto thee glad tidings. The son of Saam and the daughter of Mehrab shall be a glorious pair, and from their union shall spring a son like to a war-elephant, and he shall subdue all men by his sword and raise the glory of Iran even unto the skies. And he shall uproot the wicked from the earth so that there shall be no room for them. Segsars and Mazandaran shall feel the weight of his mace, and he shall bring much woe upon Turan, but Iran shall be loaded with prosParity at his hands. And he will give back sleep to the unhappy, and close the doors of discord, and bar the paths of wrong-doing. The kingdom will rejoice while he lives; Roum, Ind, and Iran will grave his name upon their seals."

    When the King had heard this he charged the Mobeds that they keep secret that which they had revealed unto him. And he called for Zal that he might question him and test his wisdom. And the Wise Men and the Mobeds were seated in a circle, and they put these questions to the son of Saam.

    And the first opened his mouth and said-

 

                              "Twelve trees, well grown and green,

               Fair and lofty, have I seen;

               Each has sprung with vigorous sprout,

                               Sending thirty branches out;

               Wax no more, nor wane, they can

               In the kingdom of Iran."

 

    And Zal pondered a while and then answered and said-

 

                'Twelve moons in the year, and each I praise

               As a new-made king on a new throne's blaze:

               Each comes to an end in thirty days."

 

    Then the second Mubid questioned him and said-

 

                "Thou whose head is high in air,

               Rede me now of coursers twain;

               Both are noble, swift to speed;

               Black as storms in the night one steed,

               The other crystal, white and fair,

               They race for ever and haste in vain,

                               Towards a goal they never gain."

 

    And Zal thought again yet a while and answered-

 

                "Two shining horses, one black, one white.

               That run for ever in rapid flight;

               The one is the day, the other the night,

               That count the throbs of the heavens height,

               Like the hunted prey from the following chase

               They flee, yet neither wins the race."

 

    Then the third Mubid questioned him and said-

 

                "Thirty knights before the king

               Pass along. Regard the thing

                               Closely; one is gone. Again

               Look- the thirty are in train."

 

    And Zal answered and spake-

 

                "Thirty knights of whom the train

               Is full, then fails, then fills again,

               Know, each moon is reckoned thus,

               So willed by God who governs us,

               And thy word is true of the faint moon's wane,

               Now failing in darkness, now shining plain."

 

    Then the fourth Mubid questioned him and said-

 

                "See a green garden full of springs;

               A strong man with a sickle keen

               Enters, and reaps both dry and green;

               No word thine utmost anguish wrings."

 

    And Zal bethought him and replied-

 

                "Thy word was of a garden green,

               A reaper with a sickle keen,

               Who cuts alike the fresh and the dry

               Nor heedeth prayer nor any cry:

               Time is the reaper, we the grass;

               Pity nor fear his spirit has,

               But old and young he reaps alike.

               No rank can stay his sickle's strike,

               No love, but he will leave it lorn,

                For to this end all men are born.

               Birth opes to all the gate of Life,

               Death shuts it down on love and strife,

               And Fate, that counts the breath of man,

                               Measures to each a reckoned span."

 

    Then the fifth Mubid questioned him and said-

 

                "Look how two lofty cypresses

               Spring up, like reeds, from stormy seas,

               There builds a bird his dwelling-place;

               Upon the one all night he stays,

               But swift, with the dawn, across he flies;

               The abandoned tree dries up and dies,

               While that whereon he sets his feet

                               Breathes odours out, surpassing sweet.

               The one is dead for ever and aye,

               The other lives and blooms alway."

 

    Then Zal yet again bethought him before he said-

 

                "Hear of the sea-born cypresses,

               Where builds a bird, and rests, and flees.

               From the Ram to the Scales the earth o'erpowers,

                               Shadows obscure of the night that lowers,

               But when the Scales' sign it must quit,

                               Darkness and gloom o'ermaster it;

               The sides of heaven thy fable shows

               Whence grief to man or blessing flows,

                The sun like a bird flies to and fro,

               Weal with him bringing, but leaving woe."

 

    Then the sixth Mubid questioned him, and it was the last question that he asked, and he deemed it the hardest of all to answer.  And all men hung upon his words and listened to the answer of Zal. And the Mubid said-

 

                              "Builded on a rock I found

               A town. Men left the gate and chose

               A thicket on the level ground.

               Soon their soaring mansions rose

               Lifting roofs that reach the moon,

               Some men slaves, some kings, became,

               Of their earlier city soon

               The memory died in all. Its name

               None breathed. But hark! an earthquake; down,

               Lost in the chasm lies the land-

               Now long they for their rock-built town,

                               Enduring things they understand.

               Seek in thy soul the truth of this;

               This before kings proclaim, I was,

               If rightly thou the riddle rede,

               Black earth to musk thou hast changed indeed."

 

    And Zal pondered this riddle but a little while, and then opened his mouth and said-

 

              "The eternal, final world is shown

               By image of a rock-built town;

               The thicket is our passing life,

               A place of pleasure and of pain,

               A world of dreams and eager strife,

               A time for labour, and loss, and gain;

               This counts thy heart-beats, at its will

               Prolongs their pulse or makes it still.

               But winds and earthquake rouse: a cry

               Goes up of bitterness and woe,

               Now we must leave our homes below

               And climb the rocky fastness high.

               Another reaps our fruit of pain,

               That yet to another leaves his gain;

               So was it aye, must so remain.

               Well for us if our name endure,

               Though we shall pass, beloved and pure,

               For all the evil man hath done,

               Stalks, when he dies, in the sight of the sun;

               When dust is strown on breast and head,

               Then desolation reigns with dread."

 

    When Zal had spoken thus the King was glad, and an the assembly were amazed, and lauded the son of Saam. And the King bade a great banquet be prepared, and they drank wine until the world was darkened, and the heads of the drinkers were troubled. Then when morn was come Zal prayed that the King would dismiss him. But Manouchehr said-

                                "Not so, abide with me yet another day,"

and he bade the drums be beaten to call together his heroes, for he desired to test Zal also in feats of strength. And the King sat upon the roof of his house and looked down upon the games, and he beheld Zal, the son of Saam, do mighty deeds of prowess. With his arrow did he shoot farther and straighter than the rest, and with his spear he pierced all shields, and in wrestling he overcame the strongest who had never known defeat. When the nobles beheld these doughty deeds they shouted and clapped their hands, and Manouchehr loaded Zal with gifts. Then he prepared a reply unto the letter of Saam. And he wrote-

"O my Pahlewan, hero of great renown, I have listened to thy desires, and I have beheld the youth who is worthy to be thy son. And he hath found favour in my sight, and I send him back to thee satisfied. May his enemies be impotent to harm him."

    Then when the King had given him leave to go, Zal set forth, and he bare his head high in the joy of his heart. And when he came before his father and gave to him the letter of the King, Saam was young again for happiness. Then the drums sounded the signal to depart, and the tents were prepared, and a messenger, mounted on a fleet dromedary, was sent unto Mehrab to tell him that Saam and Zal were setting forth for Cabul. And when Mehrab heard the tidings his fears were stilled, and he commanded that his army be clad in festal array. And silken standards of bright colour decked the city, and the sounds of trumpets, harps, and cymbals filled the air. And Sindokht told the glad tidings to Rudabeh, and they made ready the house like unto a paradise. Carpets broidered with gold and precious stones did they lay down upon its floors, and set forth thrones of ivory and rich carving. And the ground they watered with rose-water

and wine.

    Then when the guests were come near unto Cabul, Mehrab went forth to meet them, and he placed upon the head of Zal a crown of diamonds, and they came into the city in triumph. And all the people did homage before them, and Sindokht met them at the doors of the King's house, and poured out musk and precious stones before them. Then Saam, when he had replied to their homage, smiled, and Turned to Sindokht and said-

            "How much longer dost thou think to hide Rudabeh from our eyes?"

           And Sindokht said, "What wilt thou give me to see the sun?"

          Then Saam replied, "All that thou wilt, even unto my slaves and my throne, will I give to thee."

   

Then Sindokht led him within the curtains, and when Saam beheld Rudabeh he was struck dumb with wonder, for her beauty exceeded dreams, and he knew not how he could find words to praise her. Then he asked of Mehrab that he would give unto him her hand, and they concluded an alliance according to custom and the law. And the lovers were seated upon a throne, and Mehrab read out the list of the gifts, and it was so long the ear did not suffice to hear them. Then they repaired unto the banquet, and they feasted seven days without ceasing. And when a month had passed Saam went back to Sistan, and Zal and Rudabeh followed after him. And speedily did he set forth again to battle, and left the kingdom in the hands of his son, and Zal administered it with wisdom and judgment. And Rudabeh sat beside him on the throne, and he placed a crown of gold upon her head. 

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