I saw Thee by Ray Palmer. “When thou wast under the fig-tree, I saw thee.”—JOHN i. 48. Part 1 of 2. I SAW thee when, as twilight fell, And evening lit her fairest star, Thy footsteps sought yon quiet dell, The world’s confusion left afar. I saw thee when thou stood’st alone, Where drooping branches thick o’erhung, Thy still retreat to all unknown, Hid in deep shadows darkly flung. I saw thee when, as died each sound Of bleating flock or woodland bird, Kneeling, as if on holy ground, Thy voice the listening silence heard. I saw thy calm, uplifted eyes, And marked the heaving of thy breast, When rose to heaven thy heartfelt sighs For purer life, for perfect rest.