Make an end of thy pilgrimage, return home to Stambul, and follow thy trade.
As a child Fatima Hanum played in one of the narrow streets of Stambul.
Dancing and singing, this bevy of peris traverses the principal streets of Stambul.
This was always the way in which the riots began in Stambul.
Far to the west are seen the towers on the old wall of Stambul.
A moment later the little host was already on its way to Stambul.
The cobblers and petty hucksters of Stambul are not worth a volley, and, besides, I would not hurt the poor things if possible.
He bellowed to the Kapudan Pasha not to go to Stambul as death awaited him there.
Stambul was literally turned upsidedown, and the dregs were swimming on the surface.
Stambul was to be left to itself, and the rebels allowed to do as they liked there.