From "Pride And Humility"

“Father, see! One stalk bends low,
With a look ashamed,
As if having naught to show
For the life it claimed.
“But this other, brave and proud,
Boldly greets the sun.
I can hear it boast aloud,
‘See how well I’ve done!'”
Then the father gathered two,
Silent all the while,
Holding both the heads to view
With a meaning smile.
To the boy the truth was plain.
Cried he with a laugh:
“Why, the bent is bowed with grain,
And the proud—is chaff!”