That goodly sheaf supplied!
[THE BIRDS ON THE CHRISTMAS SHEAF]
“And wherefore,” the finch to the starling said,
On the Christmas sheaf, as they hungrily fed,
“Wherefore do now the children of men
Open their hands, when, again and again,
They drove us away from their plenteous store,
From the corn in the field, from the threshing-floor?”