And I came one day, in my wanderings,
On a curtain of green and gold
With the deepest colors reflected in
Each mysterious fold.
And I tried to break through it, and tried to go ’round
To pluck at the colors that shone,
But as I reached toward it, it vanished away.
And I cried in the forest, alone.
Seven years passed, e’er I saw it again,
All proud in my new-found teens ...