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When first this Infant-Dish in Fashion came,
Th'Ingredients were but Coarse, and rude the Frame;
As yet unpolish'd in the Modern Arts,
Our Fathers Eat brown Bread instead of Tarts:
Pyes were but indigested Lumps of Dough,
Till Time and just Expence improved 'em so.
Th'Ingredients were but Coarse, and rude the Frame;
As yet unpolish'd in the Modern Arts,
Our Fathers Eat brown Bread instead of Tarts:
Pyes were but indigested Lumps of Dough,
Till Time and just Expence improved 'em so.
King Col (as Ancient British Annals[1] tell)
Renown'd for Fidling, and for Eating well,
Pippins in homely Cakes with Honey stew'd,
Just as he Bak'd, (the Proverb says) he brew'd.
Renown'd for Fidling, and for Eating well,
Pippins in homely Cakes with Honey stew'd,
Just as he Bak'd, (the Proverb says) he brew'd.
- ↑ See, the old Ballad of King Col.
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