How many plates of crumbs, my little friend, Have I now scattered twice and thrice a day?Have I not crushed a ton or more of bread, In payment for your pretty songs and play? 'When you have said what you have done for us,' A saucy Sparrow answered, speaking bold 'Then tell the World what we have done for you, Whose well-invested bread has brought you gold: Give us our daily bread not worth a penny And make a song of it, to charge a guinea!' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 13 by OMAR KHAYYAM IT IS FINISHED' by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE END OF IT by FRANCIS THOMPSON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 48. AL-WADOOD by EDWIN ARNOLD A PICTURE AT NEWSTEAD by MATTHEW ARNOLD EPIGRAM by DECIMUS MAGNUS AUSONIUS |