Story of Luqman,[24] the Sage
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Sadi and Edwards, A. Hart
I have heard that Luqman was of dark complexion and careless of his appearance. Some one mistook for him a slave, and employed him in digging trenches at Baghdad. Thus he continued for a year, no one suspecting who he was. When the truth was known the master was afeared, and fell at Luqman’s feet, offering excuses.
The sage smiled and said: “Of what use are these apologies? For a year my heart has bled through thine oppression. How can I forget that in one hour? But I forgive thee, good man, for thy gain has caused to me no loss. Thou hast built thy house; my wisdom and knowledge have increased. I, too, possess a slave, and frequently set him to arduous labour. Nevermore, when I remember the hardships of my toil, will I afflict him.”
He who has not suffered at the hands of the strong grieves not at the frailness of the weak.
If thou be sorrowed by those above thee, be not harsh with thine inferiors.