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 Great pity were it if this beneficence of Providence should be 
marr'd in the ordering, so as to justly read more 
 Great pity were it if this beneficence of Providence should be 
marr'd in the ordering, so as to justly merit the Reflection of 
the old proverb, that though God sends us meat, yet the D------
does cooks. 
 The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit,
 The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell;
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 The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit,
 The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell;
  My mistress made it one upon my cheek:
   She is so hot because the meat is cold;
    The meat is cold because you come not home;
     You come not home because you have no stomach;
      You have no stomach, having broke your fast;
       But we, that know what 'tis to fast and pray,
        Are penitent for your default to-day. 
 I seem to you cruel and too much addicted to gluttony, when I 
beat my cook for sending up read more 
 I seem to you cruel and too much addicted to gluttony, when I 
beat my cook for sending up a bad dinner. If that appears to you 
too trifling a cause, say for what cause you would have a cook 
flogged. 
 To make a ragout, first catch your hare.
 [Fr., Poure faire un civet, prenez un lievre.]  
 To make a ragout, first catch your hare.
 [Fr., Poure faire un civet, prenez un lievre.] 
 Every investigation which is guided by principles of nature fixes 
its ultimate aim entirely on gratifying the stomach.  
 Every investigation which is guided by principles of nature fixes 
its ultimate aim entirely on gratifying the stomach. 
 I never strove to rule the roast,
 She ne'er refus'd to pledge my toast.  
 I never strove to rule the roast,
 She ne'er refus'd to pledge my toast. 
 Digestion, much like Love and Wine, no trifling will brook:
 His cook once spoiled the dinner of an Emperor read more 
 Digestion, much like Love and Wine, no trifling will brook:
 His cook once spoiled the dinner of an Emperor of men;
  The dinner spoiled the temper of his Majesty and then
   The Emperor made history--and no one blamed the cook. 
 Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods,
 Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds.  
 Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods,
 Not hew him as a carcass fit for hounds.