See here an easy feast that knows no wound,
That under hunger's teeth will needs be sound;
A subtle harvest of unbounded bread,
What would ye more? Here food itself is fed.
Divine Epigrams: On The Miracle Of The Multiplied Loaves
Richard Crashaw
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Divine Epigrams: On The Miracle Of The Multiplied Loaves is a poem by Richard Crashaw. This page includes the poem text, poet information, related topics, comments, and similar poems.