A fishmonger's wife may feed of a conger; but a serving-man's
wife may starve for hunger.

A fishmonger's wife may feed of a conger; but a serving-man's
wife may starve for hunger.

Enough is as good as a feast.

Enough is as good as a feast.

With this there grows
In my most ill-compos'd affection such
A stanchless avarice that, were I King,
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With this there grows
In my most ill-compos'd affection such
A stanchless avarice that, were I King,
I should cut off the nobles for their lands,
Desire his jewels, and this other's house,
And my more-having would be as a sauce
To make me hunger more, that I should forge
Quarrels unjust against the good and loyal,
Destroying them for wealth.

There are so many hungry people that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread.

There are so many hungry people that God cannot appear to them except in the form of bread.

Who gives himself with his alms feeds three,
Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.

Who gives himself with his alms feeds three,
Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.

Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere,
Heaven did a recompense as largely send;
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Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere,
Heaven did a recompense as largely send;
He gave to misery (all he had) a tear,
He gain'd from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend.

It's really very simple, Governor. When people are hungry they die. So spare me your politics and tell me what read more

It's really very simple, Governor. When people are hungry they die. So spare me your politics and tell me what you need and how you're going to get it to these people.

Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look.

Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look.

They said they were anhungry; sighed forth proverbs--
That hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat,
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They said they were anhungry; sighed forth proverbs--
That hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat,
That meat was made for mouths, that the gods sent not
Corn for the rich men only. With these shreds
They vented their complainings, which being answered
And a petition granted them, a strange one,
To break the heart of generosity,
And make bold power look pale, they threw their caps
As they would hang them on the horns o' th' moon,
Shouting their emulation.