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...And is mine one .*" said Abou. " Nay, not so," Replied the angel. Abou spake more low, But cheerly still, and said, " I pray thee, then, Write me as...one that loves his fellow-men." The angel wrote and vanish'd. The next night It came again with a great wakening light, And show'd the names whom love...

...the аирe!. Ahon spoke more low, But cheer'ly still, and said, '' I pray thee then, Write me for one that loves his fellow-men." The angel wrote, and...The next night It came again with a great wakening li^ht, And shewed the names whom love of God had hlesti And, lo ! Ben Adhenf s name led all the rc»t....

...And is mine one ?" said Ahou. " 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 vanish'd. The next night It came again, with a great wakening light. And shew'd the names whom love...

...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 vanish'd. The next night It came again, with a great wakening light, And shew'd the names whom love...

...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 who loves his fellow-men.' The angel wrote and vanished. The next night It came again with great wakening...

...angel. Abou spoke more low, But cheerily still, and said, ' I pray thee, then, Write me as one who loves his fellow-men.' The angel wrote and vanished. The next night It came again with great wakening light, And showed the names whom love of God had blessed, . And lo ! BEN ADHEM'S name...

...award I" "And am / one Г aaked Dizzy. "Nay, not so," Replied Brittanla. Dizzy whispered lowBut bluntly still— and said, "I pray thee, then, Write me as one that loves to rule his fellow men I" Brittanm wrote and mizzled. Tue neu night She came again. She wore a wide...

...' 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 vanish'd. The next night It came again with a great wakening light, And show'd the names whom love...

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