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Your supper is like the Hidalgo's dinner; very little meat, and a
great deal of tablecloth.
Your supper is like the Hidalgo's dinner; very little meat, and a
great deal of tablecloth.
What will not luxury taste? Earth, sea, and air,
Are daily ransack'd for the bill of fare.
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What will not luxury taste? Earth, sea, and air,
Are daily ransack'd for the bill of fare.
Blood stuffed in skins is British Christians' food,
And France robs marshes of the croaking brood.
Ye diners out from whom we guard our spoons.
Ye diners out from whom we guard our spoons.
They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet
Quaff immortality and joy.
They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet
Quaff immortality and joy.
He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.
He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.
Out did the meate, out did the frolick wine.
Out did the meate, out did the frolick wine.
"An't it please your Honour," quoth the Peasant,
"This same Desset is not so pleasant:
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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."
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?
What baron or squire
Or knight of the shire
Lives half so well as a holy friar.
What baron or squire
Or knight of the shire
Lives half so well as a holy friar.
