ght upon
them.
H. A slice of bacon would make us taste this wine well.
S. What, ho! set that gammon of bacon on the board.
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M. God be thanked, I am at a truce with my stomach.
T. In faith, I would stay until the bells do ring.
S. You were not fasting then when you came here?
M. I had only drunk a little Malmslie.
T. And I a good draught of Muscatine, and eat a little bread.
S. Bring the meat away, in God's name.
R. The meat is not enough yet.
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S. Take away that empty pot, set some bread upon the table and put
some salt in the salt cellar, and make roome for the second messe.
R. Now, comes the roast.
S. Welcome may with his flowers.
T. And good speed may our barke have.
S. The Jews do not look for their Messias with more devotion than I
have looked for the roast meat.
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S. Set that capon upon the table, and those chickens, those rabbits,
and that hen, that goose; those woodcock, those snipes, those larks,
those quails, those partridges, those pheasants and that pasty of
venison.
R. Here is everything ready.
N. You have led us to a wedding.
S. I pray you, cut up that hen, I pray God it be tender.
C. Alas, I think she was dam to the cock that crowed to St. Peter.
S. I thought that so soon as I saw her.
N. I beseech you, sir, will you carve some of that pheasant?
M. They be offices that I love to do.
N. I will one day fill my bellie full of them.
S. Master Andrew, will it please you to eat an egg?
A. With all my heart, sir, so be it new laid.
S. As new as may be; laid this morning.
A. I love new-laid eggs well.
S. Sirra, go cause a couple of eggs to be made readie.
R. By and by, will you have them hard or soft?
A. It is no matter, I love them better raire.
T. An egg of an hour, bread of a day, kidd of a month, wine of six,
flesh of a year, fish of ten, a woman of fifteen, and a friend of a
hundred, he must have that will be merrie.
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S. What aileth Master T. that he looks so sad?
T. I am not very well at ease.
S. What feel you, where grieves it you?
T. I feel my stomach a little over-cloyde.
N. Shall I teach you a good medicine?
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