Or  a  little  wheat,  0  kind  friends,  give.
Or  a  loaf  of  bread,  that  the  crow  may  live ;
For  on  these  she  loves  to  feast  full  well.
Who  to-day  gives  salt,  the  honeycomb's  cell
To-morrow  will  give.     Pray  open  the  dcor.
Why  keep  me  waiting  a  moment  more?


PROVISION   FOR   THE   POOR.  405

"  Plutus  has  heard  our  prayers ;
A  little  maid  to  the  raven  bears
A  basket  of  figs  all  fresh  and  sweet.
