The Cock and the Pearl

A Cock, while scratching all around, A Pearl upon the dunghill found: "O splendid thing in foul disgrace, Had there been any in the place That saw and knew thy worth when sold, Ere this thou hadst been set in gold. But I, who rather would have got A corn of barley, heed thee not; No service can there render'd be From me to you, and you to me." I write this tale to them alone To whom in vain my pearls are thrown.