Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight of his 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 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 who love of God had blessed,
And lo!
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6 comments:
Thank you. This poem reminds me of my school days. Keep up the good work.
i remember this from 10th std. text book....... i remember one more from the same text book.. about a bell.. dont remeber its name.. a pirate who chops off a bell and crashes into it.. finally... a great one...jsu cant rememerb its name...
@shreedhar - Mereko yeh poem yaad hi nahin hai. Aisa koi poem tha kya Xth mein?????????
Anyway as for the other poem it was called "The Abbot of Abberbrothok!"
@Reddy - Good choice man!
Am glad to have been of service, to have given you the opportunity to waft in the sweet aroma of nostalgia.
well adi.. we ahve discussed a lot .. .. i undersatrnd tht u are nearing the edge of dementia very soon.. i advice professionla help......
I concur. Will be joining your shortly.
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