THE MARCH OF MIND.
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LORD BOSSNOWL.
Now really that would be too severe: my cook should read nothing but Ude.
THE REV. DR. FOLLIOTT.
No, sir! let Ude and the learned friend singe fowls together; let both avaunt from my kitchen. θύρας δ᾽ ἐπίθεσθε βεβήλοις.[1] Ude says an elegant supper may be given with sandwiches. Horresco referens. An elegant supper. Dî meliora piis. No Ude for me. Conviviality went out with punch and suppers. I cherish their memory. I sup when I can, but not upon sandwiches. To offer me a sandwich, when I am looking for a supper, is to add insult to injury. Let the learned friend, and the modern Athenians, sup upon sandwiches.
- ↑ "Shut the doors against the profane." Orphica, passim.
