if he begged for a little piece of bread the other laughed mockingly, and said, "thou hast always been so merry, now thou canst try for once what it is to be sad: the birds which sing too early in the morning are struck by the hawk in the evening," in short he was pitiless. but on the fifth morning the poor tailor could no longer stand up, and was hardly able to utter one word for weakness; his cheeks were white, and his eyes red. then the shoemaker said to him, "i will give thee a bit of bread to-day, but in return for it, i will put out thy right eye."