Lord, Madame, I have fed like a farmer; I shall grow as fat as a
porpoise.

Lord, Madame, I have fed like a farmer; I shall grow as fat as a
porpoise.

The consummate pleasure (in eating) is not in the costly flavour,
but in yourself. Do you seek for sauce read more

The consummate pleasure (in eating) is not in the costly flavour,
but in yourself. Do you seek for sauce for sweating?

For when for the time ye ought to be teachers, ye have need that
one teach you again which read more

For when for the time ye ought to be teachers, ye have need that
one teach you again which be the first principles of the oracles
of God: and are become such as have need of milk, and not of
strong meat.
For every one that useth milk is unskilful in the word of
righteousness: for he is a babe.
But strong meat belongeth to them that are of full age, even
those who by reason of use have their senses exercised to discern
both good and evil.

The master of art or giver of wit,
Their belly.

The master of art or giver of wit,
Their belly.

He asked water, and she gave him milk; she brought forth butter
in a lordly dish.

He asked water, and she gave him milk; she brought forth butter
in a lordly dish.

If you wish to grow thinner, diminish your dinner,
And take to light claret instead of pale ale;
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If you wish to grow thinner, diminish your dinner,
And take to light claret instead of pale ale;
Look down with an utter contempt upon butter,
And never touch bread till its toasted--or stale.

"Here, dearest Eve," he exclaims, "here is food." "Well,"
answered she, with the germ of a housewife stirring within read more

"Here, dearest Eve," he exclaims, "here is food." "Well,"
answered she, with the germ of a housewife stirring within her,
"we have been so busy to-day that a picked-up dinner must serve."

When I demanded of my friend what viands he preferred,
He quoth, "A large cold bottle, and a small read more

When I demanded of my friend what viands he preferred,
He quoth, "A large cold bottle, and a small hot bird!"

(For many walk, of whom I have told you often, and now tell you
even weeping, that they are read more

(For many walk, of whom I have told you often, and now tell you
even weeping, that they are the enemies of the cross of Christ:
Whose end is destruction, whose God is their belly, and whose
glory is in their shame, who mind earthly things.)