ourtyards, and she wears a jewel that cost all the wealth of seven kingdoms.

　　But let me tell you, mother, in a whisper, where my king's palace is.

　　It is at the corner of our terrace where the pot of the tulsi plant stands.

　　The princess lies sleeping on the far-away shore of the seven impassable seas.

　　There is none in the world who can find her but myself.

　　She has bracelets on her arms and pearl drops in her ears; her hair sweeps down upon the floor.

　　She will wake when I thouch her with my magic wand, and jewels will fall from her lips when she smiles.