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THE CROW AND THE BEGGAR

A beggar was standing with his cap in his hand far from the road, all alone in a field of boulders and stubble. A cold wind crept from gray horizon to gray horizon. Puzzled by the sight, a crow landed among the weeds a few paces from the man. “Beggar,” said the crow, “no one will give you anything in this desert.”

“Crow,” replied the beggar, “no one will deny me anything in this desert.”