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Feast to-day makes fast to-morrow.
[Lat., Festo die si quid prodegeris,
Profesto egere liceat nisi peperceris.]
Feast to-day makes fast to-morrow.
[Lat., Festo die si quid prodegeris,
Profesto egere liceat nisi peperceris.]
A woman asked a coachman, "Are you full inside?" Upon which Lamb
put his head through the window and read more
A woman asked a coachman, "Are you full inside?" Upon which Lamb
put his head through the window and said, "I am quite full
inside; that last piece of pudding at Mr. Gillman's did the
business for me."
But that our feasts
In every mess have folly, and the feeders
Digest it with a custom, read more
But that our feasts
In every mess have folly, and the feeders
Digest it with a custom, I should blush
To see you so attired, swoon, I think,
To show myself a glass.
To abstain that we may enjoy is the epicurianism of reason.
[Fr., L'abstenir pur jouir, c'est l'epicurisme de la read more
To abstain that we may enjoy is the epicurianism of reason.
[Fr., L'abstenir pur jouir, c'est l'epicurisme de la raison.]
Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine,
Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast;
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Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine,
Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast;
Custards for supper, and an endless host
Of syllabubs and jellies and mince-pies,
And other such ladylike luxuries.
I am glad that my Adonis hath a sweete tooth in his head.
I am glad that my Adonis hath a sweete tooth in his head.
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.
They say fingers were made before forks, and hands before knives.
They say fingers were made before forks, and hands before knives.
'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.