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Make hunger thy sause be thou never so nice,
For there shalt thou finde none other kinde of spice.

— Alexander Barclay Eclogues (1570)

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That thou would have first and lovest principal
Is brought to the borde oft times last of all.

Eclogues (1570)

If the daye be solemne perchaunce thou mayst fele
The taste and the sapour of tenche or ele,
Their muddy sapour shall make thy stomake ake,
And as for the ele, is cosin to a snake.

Eclogues (1570)

If the dishe be pleasaunt, eyther fleshe or fishe,
Ten handes at once swarme in the dishe....
To put there thy handes is perill without fayle,
Without a gauntlet or els a glove of mayle.

Eclogues (1570)

Thy meate in the court is neyther swanne nor heron,
Curlewe nor crane, but course beefe and mutton,
Fat porke or vele, and namely such as is bought
For Easter price when they be leane and nought.

Eclogues (1570)

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