I met a seer. br He held in his hands br The book of wisdom. br "Sir," I addressed him, br "Let me read." br "Child -- " he began. br "Sir," I said, br "Think not that I am a child, br For already I know much br Of that which you hold. br Aye, much." br br He smiled. br Then he opened the book br And held it before me. -- br Strange that I should have grown so suddenly blind.