But like our other poor, a hut’s his ample home.
How shouldst thou see that palace, brother, stranger, guest,
When in thy mind’s eye thou a beam hast, unconfessed?
Cast out that beam; make clear thy eye from every mote
Then mayst thou entertain the hope to see his cote.”
Whoever shall his heart cleanse from all passions’ bale,
Will soon perceive therein a court and presence hale.25
When Ahmed’s heart was cleansed of evil’s fire and smoke,[186]
Whichever way he turned, God’s countenance bespoke.[187]
So long as man keeps company with evil thought,