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Do you turn your ear to me and giving me a little of your attention, 

 see what a display I make, and what sort of flowers I disclose from 

 the petals of my lips. 



The Development of the Tale, and Embellishment of the Diction. 



In a certain country in the house of a Raja was a son. Him his 

 father and mother and all the people called Kunwar Ude-bhan. Truly, 

 in the splendour of his beauty, a beam of the sun had been blended. 

 His goodness and worth were such as cannot be described by tongue 

 or pen. Being between his fifteenth and sixteenth years the down on 

 his cheek began to sprout. He began to strut and give himself airs, 

 and pay no respect to any one. Further, serious consideration on any 



