The Poetical Works of The Rev. Samuel Bishop ... To Which are Prefixed, Memoirs of the Life of the Author By the Rev. Thomas Clare |
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EPIGRAM CLXXII.
[To make a plum-pudding, a French Count once took]
PLUS ULTRA.
To make a plum-pudding, a French Count once took
An authentic receipt, from an English Lord's cook:
Mix suet, milk, eggs, sugar, meal, fruit, and spice,
Of such number, such measure, such weight, and such price;
Drop a spoonful of brandy, to quicken the mess;
And boil it for so many hours—more or less.—
An authentic receipt, from an English Lord's cook:
Mix suet, milk, eggs, sugar, meal, fruit, and spice,
Of such number, such measure, such weight, and such price;
Drop a spoonful of brandy, to quicken the mess;
And boil it for so many hours—more or less.—
These directions were tried, but when tried had no good in;
'Twas all wash and all squash—but 'twas not English pudding:
And Monsieur in a pet sent a second request,
For the cook that prescrib'd, to assist when 'twas drest;
Who of course to comply with his Honour's beseeching,
Like an old cook of Colebrook, march'd into the kitchen.
'Twas all wash and all squash—but 'twas not English pudding:
And Monsieur in a pet sent a second request,
For the cook that prescrib'd, to assist when 'twas drest;
Who of course to comply with his Honour's beseeching,
Like an old cook of Colebrook, march'd into the kitchen.
The French cooks, when they saw him, talk'd loud and talk'd long;
They were sure all was right; he could find nothing wrong:
Till just as the mixture was rais'd to the pot,
“Hold your hands! Hold your hands!” scream'd astonish'd John Trot
“Don't you see you want one thing, like fools as you are?”
—“Vone ting, Sar! Vat ting, Sar!”—“A Pudding Cloth,—Sar!
They were sure all was right; he could find nothing wrong:
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“Hold your hands! Hold your hands!” scream'd astonish'd John Trot
“Don't you see you want one thing, like fools as you are?”
—“Vone ting, Sar! Vat ting, Sar!”—“A Pudding Cloth,—Sar!
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