To glimpse at times a furtive clue,
To pierce the haze of mystery,
Emerging thence with leaflet new.
And as the leaf, fanlike, unfurled,
Its green was showered with radiance,
Eternal truth had shed fresh light,
Another phaze! another glance.
And so the palm in stature grew,
In lofty thought and vision wide,
Unmindful of a carping world,