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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.
"An't it please your Honour," quoth the Peasant,
"This same Desset is not so pleasant:
Give me read more
"An't it please your Honour," quoth the Peasant,
"This same Desset is not so pleasant:
Give me again my hollow Tree,
A Crust of Bread, and Liberty."
The belly (i.e. necessity) is the teacher of art and the liberal
bestower of wit.
[Lat., Magister artis read more
The belly (i.e. necessity) is the teacher of art and the liberal
bestower of wit.
[Lat., Magister artis ingenique largitor Venter.]
A warmed-up dinner was never worth much.
[Fr., Un diner rechauffe ne valut jamais rien.]
A warmed-up dinner was never worth much.
[Fr., Un diner rechauffe ne valut jamais rien.]
"Good, well-dress'd turtle beats them hollow,--
It almost makes me wish, I vow,
To have two stomachs, read more
"Good, well-dress'd turtle beats them hollow,--
It almost makes me wish, I vow,
To have two stomachs, like a cow!"
And lo! as with the cud, an inward thrill
Upheaved his waistcoat and disturb'd his frill,
His mouth was oozing, and he work'd his jaw--
"I almost that that I could eat one raw."
Blest be those feasts, with simple plenty crowned,
Where all the ruddy family around
Laugh at the read more
Blest be those feasts, with simple plenty crowned,
Where all the ruddy family around
Laugh at the jests or pranks that never fail
Or sigh with pity at some mournful tale.
'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.
All sorrows are good (or are less) with bread.
[Sp., Todos los duelos con pan son buenos (or son read more
All sorrows are good (or are less) with bread.
[Sp., Todos los duelos con pan son buenos (or son menos).]
This dish of meat is too good for any but anglers, or very honest
men.
This dish of meat is too good for any but anglers, or very honest
men.