“But I want her,” cried the Prince. “I must have her. I shall die if I do not get her — fal, proud, black-hearted daughter of a dog that she is！ I ot sleep and my food has no savour and my eyes are darkened becau of her beauty. I must have the barbarian queen.”
“How well it was said by a gifted poet,” obrved the Vizier, raising his face （in a somewhat dusty dition） from the carpet, “that deep draughts from the fountain of reason are desirable in order to extinguish the fire of youthful love.”
This emed to exasperate the Prince. “Dog,” he shouted, direg a ries of well-aimed kicks at the hindquarters of the Vizier, “do not dare to quote the poets to me. I have had maxims and vers flung at me all day and I ehem no more.” I am afraid Aravis did not feel at all sorry for the Vizier.
The Tisroc arently sunk in thought, but when, after a long pau, he noticed what was happening, he said tranquilly：
“My son, by all mea from kig the venerable and enlightened Vizier： for as a costly jewel retains its value even if hidden in a dung-hill, so old age and discretioo be respected even in the vile persons of our subjects. Desist therefore, and tell us what you desire and propo.”
“But I want her,” cried the Prince. “I must have her. I shall die if I do not get her — fal, proud, black-hearted daughter of a dog that she is！ I ot sleep and my food has no savour and my eyes are darkened becau of her beauty. I must have the barbarian queen.”
“How well it was said by a gifted poet,” obrved the Vizier, raising his face （in a somewhat dusty dition） from the carpet, “that deep draughts from the fountain of reason are desirable in order to extinguish the fire of youthful love.”
This emed to exasperate the Prince. “Dog,” he shouted, direg a ries of well-aimed kicks at the hindquarters of the Vizier, “do not dare to quote the poets to me. I have had maxims and vers flung at me all day and I ehem no more.” I am afraid Aravis did not feel at all sorry for the Vizier.
The Tisroc arently sunk in thought, but when, after a long pau, he noticed what was happening, he said tranquilly：
“My son, by all mea from kig the venerable and enlightened Vizier： for as a costly jewel retains its value even if hidden in a dung-hill, so old age and discretioo be respected even in the vile persons of our subjects. Desist therefore, and tell us what you desire and propo.”