Luqman the Sage, who is sometimes identified with Esop, and sometimes with the nephew of the prophet. Job, though "gifted with wisdom by God," was a slave. His master, however, discovered his worth, and became extremely attached to him, so that he never received any delicacy without giving Luqman a share of it. One day, having received a watermelon, he gave Luqman the best part of it, and Luqman devoured it with such apparent relish that his master was tempted to taste it. To his surprise he found it very bitter, and asked Luqman why he had not told him of this. Luqman replied that it was not for him, who lived on his master's bounty, to complain if he now and then received disagreeable things at his hands. Thus, though to outward appearance a slave, Luqman showed himself to be a lord.

Through love bitter things seem sweet, Through love dregs taste like pure wine, Through love thorns become roses, Through love the stake becomes a throne, Through love a prison seems a rose bower, Through love burning fire is pleasing light, Through love hard stones become soft as butter, Through love grief is as joy, Through love stings are as honey, Through love sickness is health,

Through love the dead rise to life, Even when an evil befalls you, have due regard; The sight which regards the ebb and flow of good and ill Thence you see the one state moves you into the other, So long as you experience not fears after joys, How can you look for pleasures after disgusts? While ye fear the doom of the angel on the left hand, May you gain two wings! A fowl with only one wing Is impotent to fly, O well-intentioned one!

Now either permit me to hold my peace altogether, And if you dislike this and forbid that, Who can tell what your desire is? You must have the soul of Abraham in order with light Step by step he ascended above sun and moon, And so lagged not below, as a ring that fastens a door. Since the "Friend of God" ascended above the heavens, And said, "I love not Gods that set;" So this world of the body is a breeder of misconceptions