For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.

For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.

Bread is the staff of life.

Bread is the staff of life.

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.]

Gluttony kills more than the sword, and is the kindler of all
evils.
[Lat., Gula plures occidit quam read more

Gluttony kills more than the sword, and is the kindler of all
evils.
[Lat., Gula plures occidit quam gladius, estque fomes omnium
malorum.]

For a man seldom thinks with more earnestness of anything than he
does of his dinner.

For a man seldom thinks with more earnestness of anything than he
does of his dinner.

And solid pudding against empty praise.

And solid pudding against empty praise.

Philo swears that he has never dined at home, and it is so; he
does not dine at all, read more

Philo swears that he has never dined at home, and it is so; he
does not dine at all, except when invited out.

Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat, or bespeak a long spoon.

Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat, or bespeak a long spoon.

When mighty roast beef was the Englishman's food
It ennobled our hearts and enriched our blood--
Our read more

When mighty roast beef was the Englishman's food
It ennobled our hearts and enriched our blood--
Our soldiers were brave and our courtiers were good.
Oh! the roast beef of England.
And Old England's roast beef.