One day there fell in great Benaras temple court
A wondrous plate of gold, whereas these words were written;
“To him who loveth best, a gift from heaven.”
There at, the priests made proclamation: “at the mid-day hour,
Each day, let those assemble who for virtue deem
Their right to heaven’s gift the best; and we will hear
The deeds of mercy done, and so adjudge.”
After a patient weighing of the worth of all,
The priests bestowed the plate of gold on one who seemed
The largest lover of race-whose whole estate.
Within the year, had been parted among the poor.
This man, all trembling with his joy, advanced to take
The golden plate- when lo! At his first finger touch
It changed to basest lead! All stood aghast; but when
The helpless claimant dropt it clanging on the floor,
Heaven’s guerdon was again transformed to shining gold.
At length there came a simple peasant-not aware
If that strange contest for the gift of God-to pay
A vow within the temple. As he passed along
The line of shrivelled beggars, all his soul was moved And trembled in his eyes.
“Son,” cried the priest, “rejoice. The gift of God is thine.”
“Thou loveth best!” and all made answer, “It is well”
And, one by one departed. But the peasant knelt
And prayed, bowing his head above the golden plate
While o’er his soul like morning streamed the love of God.
LEIGH HUNT
Wondrous : full of wonder
Trembled : shuddered
