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

A stomach that is seldom empty despises common food.
[Lat., Jejunus raro stomachus vulgaria temnit.]

A stomach that is seldom empty despises common food.
[Lat., Jejunus raro stomachus vulgaria temnit.]

Bad men live that they may eat and drink, whereas good men eat
and drink that they may live.

Bad men live that they may eat and drink, whereas good men eat
and drink that they may live.

'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.

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.

And the whole congregation of the children of Israel murmured
against Moses and Aaron in the wilderness:
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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.

Gluttony kills more then the sword.
[Gluttony kills more than the sword.]

Gluttony kills more then the sword.
[Gluttony kills more than the sword.]

Yet shall you have to rectify your palate,
An olive, capers, or some better salad
Ushering the read more

Yet shall you have to rectify your palate,
An olive, capers, or some better salad
Ushering the mutton; with a short-legged hen,
If we can get her, full of eggs, and then,
Limons, and wine for sauce: to these a coney
Is not to be despaired of for our money;
And though fowl now be scarce, yet there are clerks,
The sky not falling, think we may have larks.

Fools make feasts, and wise men eat them.

Fools make feasts, and wise men eat them.