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    "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."

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Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs, but backrout quite the wits.

Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs, but backrout quite the wits.

by William Shakespeare Found in: Eating Quotes,
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The consummate pleasure (in eating) is not in the costly flavour,
but in yourself. Do you seek for sauce read more

The consummate pleasure (in eating) is not in the costly flavour,
but in yourself. Do you seek for sauce for sweating?

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'Tis not the food, but the content,
That makes the table's merriment.

'Tis not the food, but the content,
That makes the table's merriment.

by Robert Herrick Found in: Eating Quotes,
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I fear it is too choleric a meat.
How say you to a fat tripe finely broiled?

I fear it is too choleric a meat.
How say you to a fat tripe finely broiled?

by William Shakespeare Found in: Eating Quotes,
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He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.

He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.

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What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?

What say you to a piece of beef and mustard?

by William Shakespeare Found in: Eating Quotes,
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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.

by William Shakespeare Found in: Eating Quotes,
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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.

by Richard Harris Barham Found in: Eating Quotes,
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And the barrel of meal wasted not, neither did the cruse of oil
fail, according to the word of read more

And the barrel of meal wasted not, neither did the cruse of oil
fail, according to the word of the Lord, which he spake by
Elijah.

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