The Linnet's Wings The Winter´s Tale, Ravens and Robins - Page 85

Ravens and Robins never saw his hand inside odd-size paper bag. His flock did choose, had suet choice, hens dining before the cock. When he died they came to grieve the man who gave them sup, drunk and besotted brothers who once drank of his cup, mottle skinned, so soured of life, pale host, the beaten and the warred, they came to touch the little man who gave them what was left of God. 85