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Sing we lauding, 9 o applauding, When the Sultan Shah-Zaman Hallelujah! Goes to the city Ispahan,
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! From the Latin of the 12th Century. J. M. NEALE. Trans.
Even before he gets so far
11 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.
JoANNA BAILLIE—Basil. Act I. Sc. 1.
"Tis not her coldness, father
It's that confounded cucumber
13 I sing the sweets I know, the charms I feel, My morning incense, and my evening meal, The sweets of Hasty-Pudding. JoEL BARLow—The Hasty Pudding. Canto I.
14 Ratons and myse and soche smale dere That was his mete that vii. yere. Sir Bevis of Hamptoun. (See also KING LEAR)
Un diner réchauffé ne valut jamais rien.
16 First come, first served. HENRY BRINKLow—Complaint of Roderyck Mors. Also in Bartholomew's Fair. Act III. 5. (1614) 17 Man is a carnivorous production, And must have meals, at least one mealaday; He cannot live, like woodcocks, upon suction, But, like the shark and tiger, must have prey; Although his anatomical construction Bears vegetables, in a grumblingway, Your laboring people think beyond all question, Beef, veal, and mutton better for digestion. ByRoN–Don Juan. Canto II. St. 67. 18 That famish'd people must be slowly nurst, And fed by spoonfuls, else they always burst. BYRON-Don Juan. Canto II. St. 158.
19 All human history attests That happiness for man,—the hungry sinner!— Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner.
BYRON-Don Juan. Canto XIII. St. 99.