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Lord, Madame, I have fed like a farmer; I shall grow as fat as a
porpoise.
Lord, Madame, I have fed like a farmer; I shall grow as fat as a
porpoise.
Gluttony kills more then the sword.
[Gluttony kills more than the sword.]
Gluttony kills more then the sword.
[Gluttony kills more than the sword.]
'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.
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.
Trust no one unless you have eaten much salt with him.
[Lat., Nemini fidas, nisi cum quo prius multos read more
Trust no one unless you have eaten much salt with him.
[Lat., Nemini fidas, nisi cum quo prius multos modios salis
absumpseris.]
A warmed-up dinner was never worth much.
[Fr., Un diner rechauffe ne valut jamais rien.]
A warmed-up dinner was never worth much.
[Fr., Un diner rechauffe ne valut jamais rien.]
Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat, or bespeak a long spoon.
Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat, or bespeak a long spoon.
Fools make feasts, and wise men eat them.
Fools make feasts, and wise men eat them.
Some men are born to feast, and not to fight;
Whose sluggish minds, e'en in fair honor's field,
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Some men are born to feast, and not to fight;
Whose sluggish minds, e'en in fair honor's field,
Still on their dinner turn--
Let such pot-boiling varlets stay at home,
And wield a flesh-hook rather than a sword.