And her nephew Kanmakan said to her，'O my aunt，let him tell us his tale，and after that do with him as thou wilt.'So she held her hand and the Kings said to him，'Now let us hear thy history.'Quoth he，'O Kings of the Age，if I tell you a rare tale will ye pardon me？''Yes，'answered they.Then the Badawi robberchief began，The Tale of Hammad the Badawi.
And he said：Know ye that a short while ago，I was sore wakeful one night and thought the morn would never dawn；so，as soon as it was break of day I rose，without stay or delay；and，slinging over my shoulder my sword，mounted horse and set my lance in rest.