Abou Ben Adhem
-Leigh Hunt
Abou Ben Adhem
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily bloom,
An angel writing in a book f gold: -
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the presence in the room he said,
“What writest thou?”-The vision raised its head,
And with a look made all sweet accord,
Answered, “The names of those who love Lord.”
‘And is mine one?” said Abou. ‘Nay, not so,”
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerly still; and said, “ I pray thee, then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow men.”
The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blest,
And lo! Ben Adhem’s name led all the rest.
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