Shapes of Clay

A traveler observed one day

A loaded fruit-tree by the way.

And reining in his horse exclaimed:

"The man is greatly to be blamed

Who, careless of good morals, leaves

Temptation in the way of thieves.

Now lest some villain pass this way

And by this fruit be led astray

To bag it, I will kindly pack

It snugly in my saddle-sack."

He did so; then that Salt o' the Earth

Rode on, rejoicing in his worth.