Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed
Up there came a flower
The people said, a weed

To and fro they went
Thro' my garden bower
And muttering discontent
Cursed me and my flower

Then it grew so tall
It wore a crown of light
But thieves from o'er the wall
Stole the seed by night

Sow'd it far and wide
By every town and tower
Till all the people cried
'Splendid is the flower!'

'Splendid is the flower!'
'Splendid is the flower!'

Read my little fable:
He that runs may read
Most can raise the flowers now
For all have got the seed
And some are pretty enough
And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
Call it but a weed
Call it but a weed