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 Ratons and myse and soche smale dere
 That was his mete that vii. yere.  
 Ratons and myse and soche smale dere
 That was his mete that vii. yere. 
He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.
He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.
Ye diners out from whom we guard our spoons.
Ye diners out from whom we guard our spoons.
 Oh, dainty and delicious!
 Food for the gods! Ambrosia for Apicius!
  Worthy to thrill the soul of read more 
 Oh, dainty and delicious!
 Food for the gods! Ambrosia for Apicius!
  Worthy to thrill the soul of sea-born Venus,
   Or titillate the palate of Silenus! 
 And the whole congregation of the children of Israel murmured 
against Moses and Aaron in the wilderness:
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 And the whole congregation of the children of Israel murmured 
against Moses and Aaron in the wilderness:
 And the children of Israel said unto them, Would to God we had 
died by the hand of the Lord in the land of Egypt, when we sat by 
the flesh pots, and when we did eat bread to the full; for ye 
have brought us forth into this wilderness, to kill this whole 
assembly with hunger. 
 A very man--not one of nature's clods--
 With human failings, whether saint or sinner:
  Endowed perhaps with read more 
 A very man--not one of nature's clods--
 With human failings, whether saint or sinner:
  Endowed perhaps with genius from the gods
   But apt to take his temper from his dinner. 
 When they were filled, he said unto his disciples, Gather up the 
fragments that remain, that nothing be lost.  
 When they were filled, he said unto his disciples, Gather up the 
fragments that remain, that nothing be lost. 
 Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and 
hatred therewith.  
 Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and 
hatred therewith. 
 You would be, sweet madam, if your miseries were in the same 
abundance as your good fortunes are; and read more 
 You would be, sweet madam, if your miseries were in the same 
abundance as your good fortunes are; and yet for aught I see, 
they are as sick that surfeit with too much as they that starve 
with nothing.