LETTER CLVI
Roxana to Usbek, at Paris
HORROR, darkness, and terror
reign in the seraglio; a dreadful affliction is upon us; at every moment
a tiger vents on us all his rage. He has tortured two white eunuchs,
who have only confessed their innocence; he has sold part of our slaves,
and forced us to share among us the services of those which remained.
Zachi and Zelis have received in their chambers, in the darkness of the
night, most unworthy treatment; the wretch has not feared to lay his sacrilegious
hands upon them. He keeps us shut up each in her apartment; and although
we are alone there, he forces us to wear our veils. We are no longer
allowed to speak; to write would be a crime: we have no liberty except
to weep.
A crowd of new eunuchs have
entered the seraglio, and beset us night and day: our sleep is constantly
interrupted by their real or feigned suspicions. What consoles me
is, that all this cannot last for ever, and that my troubles will end with
my life. And the end is not far distant, cruel Usbek: I will not
give you time to put an end to all these outrages.
The
Seraglio at Ispahan, the 2nd of the moon of Maharram, 1720.