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of Sultan Mehmet the Conqueror?”
“The books that Shah Tahmasp sent His Excellency Sultan Selim; Denizen of
Paradise; as a present twenty…five years ago;” said Master Osman。
The dwarf brought us to a large wooden cabi。 Master Osman grew
impatient as he opened the doors and cast his eyes on the volumes before him。
He opened one; read its colophon and leafed through its pages。 Together; we
gazed in astonishment at the carefully drawn illustrations of khans with
slightly slanted eyes。
“”Genghis Khan; Chagatai Khan; Tuluy Khan and Kublai Khan the Ruler of
China;“” read Master Osman before closing the book and taking up another。
We came across an incredibly beautiful illustration depicting the scene in
which Ferhad; empowered by love; carries his beloved Shirin and her horse
away on his shoulder。 To convey the passion and woe of the lovers; the rocks
on the mountain; the clouds and the three noble cypresses witnessing
Ferhad’s act of love were drawn with a trembling grief…stricken hand in such
agony that Master Osman and I were instantly affected by the taste of tears
and sorrow in the falling leaves。 This touching moment had been depicted—as
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the great masters intended—not to signify Ferhad’s muscular strength; but
rather to convey how the pain of his love was felt at onc
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