Desire I suffer sore and melancholy deep，
And I must bide a prey to endless phrenesy：
I find me ne'er a friend who looks with piteous eye，
And seeks my presence to allay my misery：
Say，liveth any intimate with trusty love
Who for mine ills will groan，my sleepless malady？
To whom moan I can make and，peradventure，he
Shall pity eyes that sight of sleep can never see？
The flea and bug suck up my blood，as wight that drinks
Wine from the proffering hand of fair virginity：
Amid the lice my body aye remindeth me
Of orphan's good in Kazi's claw of villainy：
My home's a sepulchre that measures cubits three，
Where pass I morn and eve in chained agony：
My wines are tears，my clank of chains takes music's stead，
Cares my dessert of fruit and sorrows are my bed.'
And when he had versed his verse and had prosed his prose，he again groaned and complained and remembered he had been and how he had been parted from his brother. Thus far concerning him；but as regards his brother Amjad，he awaited As'ad till midday yet he returned not to him： whereupon Amjad's vitals fluttered，the pangs of parting were sore upon him and he poured forth abundant tears，And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say her permitted say.
When it was the Two Hundred and Thirtieth Night，She said，It hath reached me，O auspicious King，that when Amjad awaited his brother As'ad till midday and he returned not to him，Amjad's vitals fluttered；the pangs of parting were sore upon him and he poured forth abundant tears，exclaiming，'Alas，my brother！ Alas，my friend！ Alas my grief！ How I feared me we should be separated！'Then he descended from the mountaintop with the tears running down his cheeks；and，entering the city，ceased not walking till he made the market. He asked the folk the name of the place and concerning its people and they said，'This is called the City of the Magians，and its citizens are mostly given to Fireworshipping in lieu of the Omnipotent King.'Then he enquired of the City of Ebony and they answered，'Of a truth it is a year's journey thither by land and six months by sea： it was governed erst by a King called Armanus；but he took to son inlaw and made King in his stead a Prince called Kamar alZaman distinguished for justice and munificence，equity and benevolence.'When Amjad heard tell of his father，he groaned and wept and lamented and knew not whither to go. However，he bought a something of food and carried it to a retired spot where he sat down thinking to eat；but，recalling his brother，he fell a weeping and swallowed but a morsel to keep breath and body together，and that against his will. Then he rose and walked about the city，seeking news of his brother，till he saw a Moslem tailor sitting in his shop so he sat down by him and told him his story；whereupon quoth the tailor，'If he have fallen into the hands of the Magians，thou shalt hardly see him again： yet it may be Allah will reunite you twain. But thou，O my brother，'he continued wilt thou lodge with me？'Amjad answered，'Yes'；and the tailor rejoiced at this. So he abode with him many days，what while the tailor comforted him and exhorted him to patience and taught him tailoring，till he became expert in the craft. Now one day he went forth to the seashore and washed his clothes；after which he entered the bath and put on clean raiment；then he walked about the city，to divert himself with its sights and presently there met him on the way a woman of passing beauty and loveliness，without peer for grace and comeliness. When she saw him she raised her faceveil and signed to him by moving her eyebrows and her eyes with luring glances，and versified these couplets，'I drooped my glance when seen thee on the way As though，O slimwaist！ felled by Sol's hot ray：