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Children's Classic Fairy Tales From The East, Edited By Andrew Lang

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	100                 THE ARABIAN NIGHTS
	enchantment, resume the form of the man you were before.' In an instant I stood before her the same man I had formerly been,
				though having lost the sight of one eye. I was about to fall on my knees and thank the prin­cess, but she did not give me time.
				Turning to the Sul-tan, her father, she said, ' Sire, I have gained the battle, but it has cost me dear. The fire has penetrated to my heart, and I have only a few moments to live. This would not have happened if I had only noticed the last pomegran­ate seed and eaten it like the rest. It was the last struggle of the genius, and up to that time I was quite safe. But having let this chance slip I was
				forced to resort to
		'I BURN, I BURN!'
	fire, and in spite of all his experience I showed the genius that I knew more than he did. He is dead and in ashes, but my own death is approaching fast.' ' My daughter,' cried the Sultan, l how sad is my