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God never sendeth mouth but he sendeth meat.
God never sendeth mouth but he sendeth meat.
He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.
He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.
The proof of the pudding is in the eating.
The proof of the pudding is in the eating.
And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon.
And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon.
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!
What, did you not know, then, that to-day Lucullus dines with
Lucullus?
What, did you not know, then, that to-day Lucullus dines with
Lucullus?
Though your threshing floor grind a hundred thousand bushels of
corn, not for that reason will your stomach hold read more
Though your threshing floor grind a hundred thousand bushels of
corn, not for that reason will your stomach hold more than mine.
[Lat., Millia frumenti tua triverit area centum.
Non tuus hinc capiet venter plus ac meus.]
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.
"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."
