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Ye diners out from whom we guard our spoons.
Ye diners out from whom we guard our spoons.
'Tis not her coldness, father,
That chills my labouring breast;
It's that confounded cucumber
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'Tis not her coldness, father,
That chills my labouring breast;
It's that confounded cucumber
I've ate and can't digest.
Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner.
Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner.
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.
"Pray take them, Sir,--Enough's a Feast;
Eat some, and pocket up the rest."
"Pray take them, Sir,--Enough's a Feast;
Eat some, and pocket up the rest."
Gluttony kills more than the sword, and is the kindler of all
evils.
[Lat., Gula plures occidit quam read more
Gluttony kills more than the sword, and is the kindler of all
evils.
[Lat., Gula plures occidit quam gladius, estque fomes omnium
malorum.]
I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel,
My morning incense. and my evening meal,
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I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel,
My morning incense. and my evening meal,
The sweets of Hasty-Pudding.
Each man to his stool, with that spur as he would to the lip of
his mistress. Your diet read more
Each man to his stool, with that spur as he would to the lip of
his mistress. Your diet shall be in all places alike; make not a
City feast of it, to let the meat cool ere we can agree upon the
first place; sit, sit. The gods require our thanks.
What baron or squire
Or knight of the shire
Lives half so well as a holy friar.
What baron or squire
Or knight of the shire
Lives half so well as a holy friar.