ABOU BEN ADHEM. ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase !) Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord!" 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 bless'd, And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest. LEIGH HUNT. MY NATIVE LAND. ADIEU! adieu! my native shore The night winds sigh, the breakers roar, Yon sun that sets upon the sea, Farewell awhile to him and thee, With thee, my bark, I'll swiftly go Nor care what land thou bear'st me to, Welcome, welcome, ye dark blue waves! And when ye fail my sight, Welcome, ye deserts and ye caves! My native land, good night. BYRON. SPEAK GENTLY. SPEAK gently; it is better far Speak gently; let not harsh words mar Speak gently; love doth whisper low, Speak gently to the little child, Its love be sure to gain; Speak gently to the aged one, Grieve not the care-worn heart; The sands of life are nearly run— Speak gently to the young, for they Will have enough to bear; JAFFAR. INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF SHELLEY. Shelley, take this to thy dear memory:— JAFFAR the Barmecide, the good vizier, The poor man's hope, the friend without a peer, All but the brave Mondeer. He, proud to show (For his great heart wanted a great relief,) On all they owed to the divine Jaffar. |