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Be it not in thy care. Go,
I charge thee, invite them all; let in the tide
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Be it not in thy care. Go,
I charge thee, invite them all; let in the tide
Of knaves once more; my cook and I'll provide.
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.
They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet
Quaff immortality and joy.
They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet
Quaff immortality and joy.
Digestive cheese, and fruit there sure will be.
Digestive cheese, and fruit there sure will be.
Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat, or bespeak a long spoon.
Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat, or bespeak a long spoon.
He asked water, and she gave him milk; she brought forth butter
in a lordly dish.
He asked water, and she gave him milk; she brought forth butter
in a lordly dish.
Poor Tom, that eats the swimming frog, the toad, the todpole, the
wall-newt and the water; that in the read more
Poor Tom, that eats the swimming frog, the toad, the todpole, the
wall-newt and the water; that in the fury of his heart, when the
foul fiend rages, eats cow-dung for sallets, swallows the old rat
and the ditch-dog, drinks the green mantle of the standing pool;
who is whipped from tithing to tithing, and stock-punished and
imprisoned; who hath had three suits to his back, six shirts to
his body,
Horse to ride, and weapon to wear,
But mice and rats, and such small deer,
Have been Tom's food for seven long year.
Oh, herbaceous treat!
'Twould tempt the dying anchorite to eat;
Back to the world he'd turn his read more
Oh, herbaceous treat!
'Twould tempt the dying anchorite to eat;
Back to the world he'd turn his fleeting soul,
And plunge his fingers in the salad bowl;
Serenely full the epicure would say,
"Fate cannot harm me,--I have dined to-day."
That famish'd people must be slowly nurst,
And fed by spoonfuls, else they always burst.
That famish'd people must be slowly nurst,
And fed by spoonfuls, else they always burst.