TALE XX
I heard of a collector of the revenues, who desolated the houses of the subjects, in order to fill the King’s coffers; regardless of the maxim of the sages, which says, I whosoever offended the Most
High to gain the heart of a fellow creature, God will make that very creature the instrument of his destruction. The burning flame from wild rue raises not such a smoke as is occasioned by the sighs of the afflicted heart. They say that the lion is the king of beasts, and the ass the meanest of animals; but the sages all agree, that the ass who carries burthens is preferable to the lion that destroyed mankind. The poor ass, although devoid of understanding, yet, on account of carrying burthen, is very valuable. The labouring of an ox and the ass are preferable to men who injure their fellow creatures.’
The King, on hearing some part of his base conduct, ordered him on the rack, and tortured him to death. You will not obtain the approbation of the King, unless at the same time you strive to gain the hearts of his subjects. If you wish that God should be bountiful to you, do good unto his creatures. One whom he had oppressed passed by at the time of his execution, and said, “Not every one who possesses ministerial power and dignity can devour the property of men with impunity; you may swallow a hard bone, but it will tear the belly.
They tell a story of an oppressor, who flung a stone at the head of a pious man. The Durwesh, not having power to revenge himself, kept the stone, till a time when the King, being displeased, ordered the other to be thrown into a pit. The Durwesh then came and bruised his head with the stone; upon which he exclaimed, “Who art thou, and why bast thou flung this stone at my head? ” He answered, “I am such an one, and this is the identical stone that on such a day you flung at my head.”
He proceeded, “Where were you all this time?” The Durwesh replied, “I was afraid of your dignity; but now that I see you in the pit, I consider it a favorable opportunity to avenge myself. Whilst the worthless man is in a state of prosperity, the wise think it proper to pay him respect. When you have not a nail sufficiently sharp for tearing, it is prudent not to contend with the wicked. Whosoever grapples against an arm of steel will injure his own wrist, if it is of silver: wait until fortune ties his hands, when, to the satisfaction of your friends, you may pick out his brains.”
A certain King had a terrible disease, the nature of which it is not proper to mention. A number of Greek physicians agreed that there was no other remedy for this disease, but the gall of a man of some particular description bulgaria tours. The King ordered such an one to be sought for, and they found a peasant’s son with the properties which the physicians had described. The King sent for the lad’s father and mother, and by offering a great reward gained their consent, and the Cazy gave his decision that it was lawful to shed the blood of a subject for restoring the health of the monarch.
The executioner prepared to put him to death, upon which the youth turned his eyes towards heaven and laughed. The King asked, “What there could be in his present condition which could possibly excite mirth? ” He replied, “Children look to their parents for affection; a suit is referred to the Cazy: and justice is expected from the monarch. Now my father and mother, seduced by vain worldly considerations having consented to the shedding of my blood, the judge having sentenced me to die, and the King, for the sake of his own health, having consented to my death, where am I to seek refuge excepting in the high God?
Unto whom shall I prefer my suit, since it is against you that I seek justice?” The King’s heart being troubled at these words the tears stood in his eyes, and he said, “It is better for me to die, than that the blood of an innocent person should be shed.” He kissed his head and eyes, and embraced him, and after bestowing considerable gifts, set him at liberty. They say also, that in the same week the King was cured of his distemper. In application to this, I recollect the verse which the elephant driver rehearsed on the banks of the river Nile: ‘ If you are ignorant of the state of the ant under your foot, know that it resembles your own condition under the foot of the elephant.’
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