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“There was once upon a time a Padishah who had three daughters. One day the old father made him ready for a journey, and calling to him his three daughters straightly charged them to feed and water his favourite horse, even though they neglected everything else. He loved the horse so much that he would not suffer any stranger to come near it. The Padishah came home, and the first thing he asked was whether they had provided the horse with everything. “He wouldn’t let us come near him,” said the two elder sisters; "t was our youngest sister here who took care of him."

When everything was finished the three Peris set about going, but first of all they approached the bed one by one, and the first said: “Rosa be thy damsel’s name, and she shall weep not tears but pearls!” The second Peri approached the bed and said: “Rosa be thy damsel’s name, the rose shall blossom when she smiles!” And the third Peri wound up with these words: “Rosa be thy damsel’s name, sweet verdure in her footsteps spring!” Whereupon they all three disappeared.