Yet never hath he sent me aught to eat:—
Sore are my knees with walking, sore my feet!”
At morning dawn forth to the hunt they creep;
A ram they catch, a lambkin and a sheep.
Holy dispenser is the wolf proclaimed—
Unjust dispenser, judge unwisely named!
He gives the sheep as portion to the bear;
The lambkin falls to the poor hermit’s share.
“The ram for me,” he said, “I’m tired and lamed”—
Unjust dispenser, judge unwisely named!