Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace  And saw  within the moonlight in 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 all of sweet accord  Answered  "The names of those who love the Lord."
Leigh Hunt
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