Quote#Friendship
He who died at Azan sends
Quote byEdwin Arnold · 1832–1904
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: After Death in Arabia..
English (original)
He who died at Azan sends This to comfort all his friends:— Faithful friends! It lies I know Pale and white and cold as snow; And ye say, 'Abdallah’s dead!' Weeping at the feet and head. I can see your falling tears, I can hear your sighs and prayers; Yet I smile and whisper this: I am not the thing you kiss. Cease your tears and let it lie; It was mine—it is not I.
— Edwin Arnold
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