The Black Pullet - Science of Magical Talismans.
The Black Pullet - Science of Magical Talismans.
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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Black</strong> <strong>Pullet</strong> - <strong>Science</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Magical</strong> <strong>Talismans</strong>.<br />
<strong>The</strong>se characters should be engraved on the inside <strong>of</strong> the ring.<br />
should be brought before you in an instant? Put the ring on the second finger <strong>of</strong> your left hand, press the<br />
talisman against your lips, and say tenderly in a whisper: o Nades, Suradis, Manier." Suddenly a spirit<br />
with rose-coloured wings appeared; he placed himself on his knees before me. "He awaits your orders,"<br />
the old man said. "Say to him: Sader, Prostas, Solaster." I repeated these words, and the spirit vanished.<br />
"He is going to traverse an immense space with the rapidity <strong>of</strong> thought, and the most beautiful forms will<br />
appear before your eyes and will serve as a model to paint those houris which our Divine Prophet<br />
promises to his faithful servants. O my son, how blessed you are; not every mortal obtains from the Great<br />
Spirit such favours as I can see by the speed with which your wishes are executed."<br />
He had finished speaking when the spirit with the rose-coloured wings arrived carrying in his arms a<br />
woman enveloped in a large white veil. She seemed to be asleep, and he placed her gently on a couch<br />
which appeared near me. He raised the veil which hid her. Never had anything so beautiful been <strong>of</strong>fered<br />
to my eyes; she was Venus with all the charms <strong>of</strong> innocence. She sighed and opened the most beautiful<br />
eyes in the world which came to rest on me 0 In a most harmonious voice she uttered a cry <strong>of</strong> surprise<br />
saying, "It is he." <strong>The</strong> old man told me to approach the beauty, place a knee on the ground, for it is thus<br />
that one should speak to her, and to take her hand. I obeyed, and the divinity to whom I addressed my<br />
homage said to me: "I have seen thee in a dream, and the reality there<strong>of</strong> makes thee more dear to my<br />
heart. I prefer you to the Sultan who for a long time has fatigued me with his homage." "That is enough,"<br />
said the old man, and he said forcefully, "Mammes Laher." Four slaves appeared to remove the couch<br />
and she who had made such a vivid impression on my heart. <strong>The</strong> old man noticed my emotion and the<br />
pain which resulted from her departure. He said to me, "You will see her again. Understand that in order<br />
to possess wisdom, it is necessary to know how to resist the allurements <strong>of</strong> voluptuousness."<br />
His words made me come to myself, and I said to him, "Pardon, my father, but you have seen her, that is<br />
my excuse."<br />
I replaced the ring and the talisman in the casket, and he gave me that which is illustrated in Figure No.<br />
5.