The Letter Written by P'hatman to Nestan-Daredjan
P'HATMAN writes: "0 star, heavenly sun of the world,
consumer and griever of all them that are afar from thee,
elegant and eloquent in words, lovely, fair-tongued,
crystal and ruby both welded in one!
THOUGH thou gavest me not to hear thy story, I have
learnt the truth, thereby hath my heart been comforted.
Console with news Tariel, who is become mad for thee!
May you both attain your desire, may he be a rose and thou
a violet!
"HIS sworn brother is come in quest of thee, Avt'handil,
an Arab knight renowned in Arabia, Spaspeti of King
Rostevan, to be contemned of none. Write news of thyself,
thou proud one, wise in understanding!
"FOR this purpose have we sent this slave to your
presence: We would know tidings of Kadjet'hi. Have the
Kadjis come home ? We wish to know in detail the number
of warriors there. Who are thy guards, and who is their
"WHATEVER thou knowest concerning that place. write
to us, make il known. Then send some token for thy lover.
All the sorrow thou hast had hitherto, change it into jov!
May it please God that I unite the lovers so befitting each
"GO, O letter, hasten, if swift be thy knee! I envy thee,
thou goesi to see the crystal, jest and rubies. In Fate
thou art happier than I, O letter; the eyes other who
consumes me will look upon thee. If thou hearest of my
life after thee, shalt thou not pity me!"
P'HATMAN gave the letter to that cunning sorcerer: "Give
this letter to the sun-like maiden!" The wizard donned a
certain green mantle over his form: in that very moment
he was lost to view, he flew over the roofs.
HE went like an arrow shot by a swift-bowed archer.
When he reached Kadjet’hi it was just dusk twilight.
Invisible he passed the multitude of knights guarding the
gates. He gave to that sun the greeting of her who longed
for her.
HE passed the closed gates of the castle as if they had
been open; the Negro entered, the black-faced, long-haired,
cloaked; that sun was affrighted, she thought it was
somewhat to harm her; the rose was changed to saffron
and the violets to sky blue.
THE Kadj said: "Whom think'st thou me to be, and why
swoonest thou thus ? I am P'hatman's slave despatched to
thy presence, this letter will justify me, I speak not falsely
to thee. Let the sun's rays come forth, 0 rose, fade not so
THE sun-faced marvelled at P'hatman's wonderful news;
she split her almonds, the jets quivered with the rod of jet.
The slave gave her the letter with his own hand. She sighs,
she reads the letter, she wets it with her hot tears.
SHE asked the slave: "Tell me, who is my seeker, or who
knows me to be alive, treading the earth ?" He said:
"I will venture to tell you only what I know. When thou
wentest forth, since then hath our sun been darkened.
"HENCEFORTH P'hatman's heart hath been torn by
lances; the tears she shed are such as to be united to the
seas. Once already I brought news of thee to her. I call
God to witness that for her since then the tear hath not
"NOW there came a certain knight, fair efface; in detail
she told him all, what trouble you are in; he with hero-like
arm is thy seeker; they sent me, they entreated me to
hasten with ceaseless haste."
THE maiden said: "What thou hast said, 0 man, seems to
me to be truth. How could P'hatman know from whom I
was carried away! Doubtless somewhere is he who burns me
with fire. I will write to her; thou also shalt tell how my
heart boils."