Quick, urgent knock at the door. I open it, but no one is there! Just these lovely, fragrant hyacinth. A secret friend!
If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft
and of the slender store
Two loaves alone to thee are left--
Sell one, and with the dole
Buy hyacinth to feed thy soul.
Thank you, sweet Rachel! (She just can't keep a secret for long!)
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