And the whole congregation of the children of Israel murmured
against Moses and Aaron in the wilderness:
And the children of Israel said unto them, Would to God we had
died by the hand of the Lord in the land of Egypt, when we sat by
the flesh pots, and when we did eat bread to the full; for ye
have brought us forth into this wilderness, to kill this whole
assembly with hunger.
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When the Sultan Shah-Zaman
Goes to the city Ispahan,
Even before he gets so far
read more
When the Sultan Shah-Zaman
Goes to the city Ispahan,
Even before he gets so far
As the place where the clustered palm-trees are,
At the last of the thirty palace-gates
The pet of the harem, Rose-in-Bloom,
Orders a feast in his favorite room--
Glittering square of colored ice,
Sweetened with syrup, tinctured with spice,
Creams, and cordials, and sugared dates,
Syrian apples, Othmanee quinces,
Limes and citrons and apricots,
And wines that are known to Eastern princes.
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.
They say fingers were made before forks, and hands before knives.
They say fingers were made before forks, and hands before knives.
The poor man will praise it so hath he good cause,
That all the year eats neither partridge not read more
The poor man will praise it so hath he good cause,
That all the year eats neither partridge not quail,
But sets up his rest and makes up his feast,
With a crust of brown bread and a pot of good ale.
To abstain that we may enjoy is the epicurianism of reason.
[Fr., L'abstenir pur jouir, c'est l'epicurisme de la read more
To abstain that we may enjoy is the epicurianism of reason.
[Fr., L'abstenir pur jouir, c'est l'epicurisme de la raison.]
For, as a surfeit of the sweetest things
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings,
Or as read more
For, as a surfeit of the sweetest things
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings,
Or as the heresies that men do leave
Are hated most of those they did deceive,
So thou, my surfeit and my heresy,
Of all be hated, but the most of me!
"Pray take them, Sir,--Enough's a Feast;
Eat some, and pocket up the rest."
"Pray take them, Sir,--Enough's a Feast;
Eat some, and pocket up the rest."
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.
