The Gift of Gold

When he touched the gift of carries with his right hand instantly the gift of carry stiffened to gold. Or if he tried to bite with hungry teeth a tender bit of meat the dainty, as his teeth but touched it shone at once with yellow shreds and flakes of gold. And wine, another gift of Bacchus when he mixed it in pure water can be seen in his astonished mouth as liquid gold. He hated all he had so lately longed for. Plenty could not lessen hunger and no remedy relieved his dry parched throat. The hated gold tormented him no more than he deserved. Oh pardon me Father Linnaeus. I have done wrong, but pity me