Until the day thou’rt called to thy account at last.
Unless thy heart renounce all selfish use of wit,
By mirror and by balance canst thou be held quit?”
Luqmān the sage, in presence of his noble lord,[391]
Among the slaves and servants was a mere byword.85
The lord one day commanded; straight some slaves were sent
To gather fruit from orchard for his throat’s content.
With them did Luqmān go, as parasite to feast,
Brimful of wisdom, black as night, a negro beast.
Their labour o’er, the slaves lay down to rest awhile;