‘“For,” said he, “there never was nor is there one chaste woman upon the face of earth.”’
A collection of Persian, Arabian and Indian tales dating from the 9th century, Sir Richard Burton’s most well-known translation of Arabian Nights brings together ancient folklore and stories passed down from generation to generation.
Featuring tales about love, history, tragedy and comedy as well as fables and fairy tales, this edition remains a well-loved collection of exotic and evocative stories. Fantastical and curious customs are bought to life by Burton’s translation in stories such as ‘The Lovers of Bassorah’, ‘The Concubine of Al-Maamun’ and ‘The Hunchback’s Tale’.
This volume publishes Burton's extensive personal diaries in their entirety for the first time. His writings encompass many years--from 1939, when he was still a teenager, to 1983, the year before his death--and they reveal him in his most private moments, pondering his triumphs and demons, his loves and his heartbreaks. The diary entries appear in their original sequence, with annotations to clarify people, places, books, and events Burton mentions.
From these hand-written pages emerges a multi-dimensional man, no mere flashy celebrity. While Burton touched shoulders with shining lights--among them Olivia de Havilland, John Gielgud, Claire Bloom, Laurence Olivier, John Huston, Dylan Thomas, and Edward Albee--he also played the real-life roles of supportive family man, father, husband, and highly intelligent observer. His diaries offer a rare and fresh perspective on his own life and career, and on the glamorous decades of the mid-twentieth century.
* Beautifully illustrated with images relating to Burton’s life and works
* Concise introductions to the major texts
* Includes rare books appearing for the first time in digital publishing, including THE CITY OF THE SAINTS and THE LAKE REGIONS OF CENTRAL AFRICA
* Images of how the books were first published, giving your eReader a taste of the original texts
* Excellent formatting of the texts
* Famous works are fully illustrated with their original artwork
* Includes Burton’s rare poetry translations, available in no other collection
* Features three biographies, including the seminal text by the author’s wife - discover Burton’s incredible life
* Scholarly ordering of texts into chronological order and literary genres
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GOA AND THE BLUE MOUNTAINS
FALCONRY IN THE VALLEY OF THE INDUS
A COMPLETE SYSTEM OF BAYONET EXERCISE
PERSONAL NARRATIVE OF A PILGRIMAGE TO AL MADINAH AND MECCAH
FIRST FOOTSTEPS IN EAST AFRICA
THE LAKE REGIONS OF CENTRAL AFRICA
THE CITY OF THE SAINTS, AMONG THE MORMONS AND ACROSS THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS TO CALIFORNIA
THE GUIDE-BOOK. A PICTORIAL PILGRIMAGE TO MECCA AND MEDINA
VIKRAM AND THE VAMPIRE OR TALES OF HINDU DEVILRY
A NEW SYSTEM OF SWORD EXERCISE FOR INFANTRY
TWO TRIPS TO GORILLA LAND AND THE CATARACTS OF THE CONGO
THE LAND OF MIDIAN
A GLANCE AT THE PASSION-PLAY
TO THE GOLD COAST FOR GOLD
THE KAMA SUTRA OF VATSYAYANA
THE BOOK OF THE THOUSAND NIGHTS AND A NIGHT
THE PERFUMED GARDEN OF THE SHAYKH NEFZAWI
THE JEW, THE GYPSY AND EL ISLAM
THE SENTIMENT OF THE SWORD
The Poetry Books
THE KASIDAH OF HAJI ABDU EL-YEZDI
CAMOENS. THE LYRICKS
THE CARMINA OF CATULLUS
THE LIFE OF SIR RICHARD BURTON by Thomas Wright
THE ROMANCE OF ISABEL, LADY BURTON by Isabel Lady Burton and W. H. Wilkins
BRIEF BIOGRAPHY: RICHARD FRANCIS BURTON by James Sutherland Cotton
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In Benares once reigned a mighty prince, by name Pratapamukut, to whose eighth son Vajramukut happened the strangest adventure.
One morning, the young man, accompanied by the son of his father's pradhan or prime minister, rode out hunting, and went far into the jungle. At last the twain unexpectedly came upon a beautiful "tank47" of a prodigious size. It was surrounded by short thick walls of fine baked brick; and flights and ramps of cut-stone steps, half the length of each face, and adorned with turrets, pendants, and finials, led down to the water. The substantial plaster work and the masonry had fallen into disrepair, and from the crevices sprang huge trees, under whose thick shade the breeze blew freshly, and on whose balmy branches the birds sang sweetly; the grey squirrels48 chirruped joyously as they coursed one another up the gnarled trunks, and from the pendent llianas the longtailed monkeys were swinging sportively. The bountiful hand of Sravana49 had spread the earthen rampart with a carpet of the softest grass and many-hued wild flowers, in which were buzzing swarms of bees and myriads of bright winged insects; and flocks of water fowl, wild geese Brahmini ducks, bitterns, herons, and cranes, male and female, were feeding on the narrow strip of brilliant green that belted the long deep pool, amongst the broad-leaved lotuses with the lovely blossoms, splashing through the pellucid waves, and basking happily in the genial sun.
The prince and his friend wondered when they saw the beautiful tank in the midst of a wild forest, and made many vain conjectures about it. They dismounted, tethered their horses, and threw their weapons upon the ground; then, having washed their hands and faces, they entered a shrine dedicated to Mahadeva, and there began to worship the presiding deity.
Whilst they were making their offerings, a bevy of maidens, accompanied by a crowd of female slaves, descended the opposite flight of steps. They stood there for a time, talking and laughing and looking about them to see if any alligators infested the waters. When convinced that the tank was safe, they disrobed themselves in order to bathe. It was truly a splendid spectacle
"Concerning which the less said the better," interrupted Raja Vikram in an offended tone.50
—but did not last long. The Raja's daughter—for the principal maiden was a princess—soon left her companions, who were scooping up water with their palms and dashing it over one another's heads, and proceeded to perform the rites of purification, meditation, and worship. Then she began strolling with a friend under the shade of a small mango grove.
The prince also left his companion sitting in prayer, and walked forth into the forest. Suddenly the eyes of the Raja's son and the Raja's daughter met. She started back with a little scream. He was fascinated by her beauty, and began to say to himself, " O thou vile Karma,51 why worriest thou me?"
Hearing this, the maiden smiled encouragement, but the poor youth, between palpitation of the heart and hesitation about what to say, was so confused that his tongue crave to his teeth. She raised her eyebrows a little. There is nothing which women despise in a man more than modesty,52 for mo-des-ty —