24Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,And saw within the moonlight in the room,Making it rich and like a lily in bloom,An angel writing in a book of 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 of all sweet accord,Answered, “The names of those who love the Lord.”“And is mine one?” said Abou.“Nay, not so,” replied the angel.Abou spoke more low,But cheerily still; and said “I pray thee, then,Write me as one that loves his fellow-men.”The angel wrote, and vanished. The next nightIt came again, with a great wakening light,And showed the names whom love of God had blessed, -And, lo! Ben Adhem’s name led all the rest!- Leigh Hunt

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