85 A princely palace on that space does rife To friends departed by their fun'ral feast. Tho' I've confulted Holinfhed and Stow I find it very difficult to know Who, to refresh th' attendants to a grave 90 95 100 Trotter from quince and apples first did frame A pie which still retains his proper name: Tho' common grown, yet with white fugar ftrow'd, And butter'd right, its goodness is allow'd. 105 As wealth flow'd in, and plenty fprang from peace, Good humour reign'd, and pleasures found increase. 'Twas usual then the banquet to prolong By mufick's charm and fome delightful fong, Where ev'ry youth in pleasing accents ftrove To tell the ftratagems and cares of love; A comedy called The Mulberry Garden. How fome fuccefsful were, how others croft; Then to the sparkling glass would give his toast, 110 To relish both the mufick and the wine. Or fend up what I roaft with pleafing froth, 115. But thro' my bashful folly scorn to learn? When among friends good humour takes its birth 'Tis not a tedious feaft prolongs the mirth; But it's not reafon therefore you fhould fpare 120 When as their future Burgess you prepare For a fat corporation and their mayor. All things fhould find their room in proper place, And what adorns this treat would that difgrace. Sometimes the vulgar will of mirth partake, And have exceffive doings at their wake: Ev'n tailors at their yearly feasts look great, And all their cucumbers are turn'd to meat. A prince who in a forest rides astray, 125 130 And weary to fome cottage finds the way, 135 Unless fome fweetnefs at the bottom lie Who cares for all the crinkling of the pie ? If you would have me merry with your cheer Be fo yourself, or fo at least appear. The things we eat by various juice control The narrowness or largeness of our foul. Onions will make ev'n heirs or widows weep; The tender lettuce brings on fofter fleep; Eat beef or piecruft if you'd ferious be ; Your fhellfish raises Venus from the fea : 140 145 Happy the man that has each fortune try'd, To whom the much has given and much deny'd; With abftinence all delicates he fees, And can regale himself with toast and cheese. 155 160 Cornwall fquabpie, and Devon whitepot brings, 166 At Christmas time be careful of your fame; 170 The roguish mustard, dang'rous to the nose! Tho' Cooks are often men of pregnant wit, "There was a prince of Lubberland, "A potentate of high command, "Ten thoufand bakers did attend him, "Ten thousand brewers did befriend him; 180 186 190 "Thefe brought him kiffing-crufts, and those And have a verdict, what d' ye gain? a louse! 195 200 205 Mufe! fing the man that did to Paris go That he might taste their foups and mushrooms know! Oh! how would Homer praise their dancing dogs, Their ftinking cheese and fricafee of frogs! He'd raife no fables, fing no flagrant lie, Of boys with custard chok'd at Newberry; By their whole courses you 'd entirely fee How all their parts from first to laft agree. If you all forts of perfons would engage The fav'rite child that just begins to prattle, 210 215 220 |