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'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.
He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.
He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.
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."
Their best and most wholesome feeding is upon one dish and no
more and the same plaine and simple: read more
Their best and most wholesome feeding is upon one dish and no
more and the same plaine and simple: for surely this hudling of
many meats one upon another of divers tastes is pestiferous. But
sundrie sauces are more dangerous than that.
The master of art or giver of wit,
Their belly.
The master of art or giver of wit,
Their belly.
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.
And in that day did the Lord God of hosts call to weeping, and to
mourning, and to baldness, read more
And in that day did the Lord God of hosts call to weeping, and to
mourning, and to baldness, and to girding with sackcloth:
And behold joy and gladness, slaying oxen, and killing sheep,
eating flesh, and drinking wine: let us eat and drink; for to
morrow we shall die.
Better halfe a loafe than no bread.
Better halfe a loafe than no bread.
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.