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her, but made a right Uſe of it: Then ſhe made a Sign to the Slave, her Confident, who immediately went out, and in a little Time brought a Collation of Fruits, upon a ſmall ſilver Table; which ſhe ſat down betwixt her Miſtreſs and the Prince of Perſia; Schemſelnihar took ſome of the beſt, and preſented to the Prince, and pray’d him to eat it for her Sake: He took it, and put that Part to his Mouth which ſhe touched; and then he preſented ſome to her, which ſhe took, and eat in the ſame Manner; ſhe did not forget to invite Ebn Thaher to eat with them: But he thinking himſelf not ſafe in that Place, eat only out of Complaiſance. After the Collation was taken away, they brought a ſilver Baſon, with Water in a Veſſel of Gold, and waſh’d together: They afterwards return’d to their Places, and, then three of the ten black Women, brought each of them a Cup of Rock Chryſtal full of curious Wine, upon a golden Salver; which they ſet down before Schemſelnihar, the Prince of Perſia, and Ebn Thaher. That they might be more private, Schemſelnihar kept with her only ten black Women, with ten others who underſtood to ſing and play upon Inſtruments; and after ſhe had ſent away all the reſt, ſhe took up one of the Cups, and ho!ding it in her Hand, ſung ſome tender Expreſſions, which one of her Women accompanied with her Lute. When ſhe had done, ſhe drank, and afterwards took up one of the other Cups, and preſented to the Prince, praying him to drink tor the Love of her, as ſhe had drank for the Love of him. He receiv’d the Cup with a Tranſport of Love and Joy; but before he drank, he ſang alſo a Song, which another Woman accompanied with an Inſtrument; and as he ſang, the Tears fell from his Eyes in ſuch abundance, that he could not forbear expreſſing in his Song, that he knew not whether he was going to drink the Wine ſhe had preſented him, or his own Tears, Schemſelnihar, at laſt, preſented the third Cup to Ebn Thaher, who thanked her for her Kindneſs, and for the Honour ſhe did him.
After this, ſhe took a Lute from one of her Women, and ſung to it in ſuch a paſſionate Manner, as the ſeem’d to be out of her ſelſ; the Prince of Perſia ſtood with his Eyes fix’d upon her, as if he had been enchanted. As theſe things paſs’d, her truſty Slave arriv’d all in a Fright, and addreſſing her ſelf to her Miſtreſs, ſays, Madam, Meſ-rour
