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And in that day did the Lord God of hosts call to weeping, and to
mourning, and to baldness, read more
And in that day did the Lord God of hosts call to weeping, and to
mourning, and to baldness, and to girding with sackcloth:
And behold joy and gladness, slaying oxen, and killing sheep,
eating flesh, and drinking wine: let us eat and drink; for to
morrow we shall die.
All human history attests
That happiness for man,--the hungry sinner!--
Since Eve ate apples, much depends on read more
All human history attests
That happiness for man,--the hungry sinner!--
Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner.
Annius has some two hundred tables, and servants for every table.
Dishes run hither and thither, and plates fly read more
Annius has some two hundred tables, and servants for every table.
Dishes run hither and thither, and plates fly about. Such
entertainments as these keep to yourselves, ye pompous; I am ill
pleased with a supper that walks.
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.
And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon.
And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon.
Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs, but backrout quite the wits.
Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits
Make rich the ribs, but backrout quite the wits.
He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.
He rolls it under his tongue as a sweet morsel.
Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and
hatred therewith.
Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and
hatred therewith.
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!
