A Persian poet, Jami, thus answers the question, " What shall the harvest be?"

One was asking of a teacher, ' How a father his reputed

Son for his should recognize?" Said the master, " By the stripling, As he grows to manhood, growing Like to his reputed father,

Good or evil, fool or wise".

So the disregarded Darnel,

With itself adorns the wheat-field,

And for all the vernal season

Satisfies the farmer's eye; But the hour of harvest coming,

And the thrasher by and by; Then a barren ear shall answer,

" Darnel, and no wheat am I!"