[Written for the Sentinel]

Yussuf Ben Orem

Yussuf Ben Orem at his doorAdmitted all whose need was sore,And freely gave to all who cameWhat aid he might in God's high name.

One came, a friend, and on his kneesSpake thus: O friend, if that thou pleaseTo prove thyself indeed a friend,I prithee, fourscore talents lend!

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