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        Zeynep Sultan

        Istanbul is on the midst of tulip madness: April, 1728. The tulip, emblem of the Ottoman Empire, has lent its name and comely flower to an entire Age. Every spring, tulips in every colour of the rainbow are...

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        Zeynep Sultan

        Istanbul is on the midst of tulip madness: April, 1728. The tulip, emblem
        of the Ottoman Empire, has lent its name and comely flower to an entire Age.
        Every spring, tulips in every colour of the rainbow are in season and are
        grown religiously all over the capital. In the palace, in the markets, in
        parks and public squares, even on balconies in pots. The tulips are loved and
        they are revered. In order to make them last, they are covered at high noon
        to protect them from the sun which can wilt them. The Tulip Age is reflected
        in various ways in Topkapi Palace. An entire hall in the harem is dedicated
        to this flower. Tulips are painted on its walls, mostly in miniature. Mirrors
        that are placed strategically around the room and on the ceiling give an
        illusion of endless tulip gardens as seen from a distance. Sultan Ahmed III’s
        beautiful daughter Zeynep Sultana is only fifteen years old. She is stretched
        out on the blue satin sofa, framed by abundant bouquets of tulips in golden
        vases. She is to be married this day to Mustafa Pasha. She murmurs a little
        prayer, her rosy lips quivering. She is anxious to become his beloved and
        hear him whisper “my white dove” as he kisses her. Mihrişah Valide Sultana,
        Zeynep’s mother, walks into the room in a swish of velvet and pearls,
        accompanied by several odalisques. They help the bride-to-be dress in her
        white-silk, rose-embroidered wedding gown. It embraces her youthful body,
        clinging seductively to her budding womanhood. They gingerly place a
        cone-shaped, jewel covered tiara on her flowing chestnut hair. They attach
        her veil to the top of the crown with a diamond brooch. They adorn her neck
        with many strands of golden necklaces, and her ears with tulip-shaped
        earrings that are highlighted with pearls and rubies. Now ready, the bride’s
        procession heads for the ball-room where the groom awaits. Zeynep Sultana and
        Mustapha Pasha’s wedding was a grand and lavish affair whose memory they both
        cherished during a long and happy marriage. The Sultana, in gratitude for her
        happy life, financed the building of many fountains in various corners of the
        capital and an elegant mosque in Sirkeci Soğuk Çeşme which she named after
        herself.

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