“The Earl of Carlisle,” says Osborne, in his Traditional Memorials,
“brought in the vanity of ante-suppers, not heard of in our
forefathers' time, and for ought I have read, or at least remember,
unpractised by the most luxurious tyrants. The manner of which was, to
have the board covered at the first entrance of the guests, with
dishes, as high as a tall man could well reach, filled with the
choicest viands sea or land could afford: and all this once seen, and
having feasted the eyes of the invited, was in a manner thrown away,
and fresh set on to the same height, having only this advantage of the
other, that it was hot.
“I cannot forget one of the attendants of the King, that at a feast
made by this monster in excess, eats to his single share a whole pye,
reckoned to my Lord at ten pounds, being composed of ambergreece,
magisteriall of pearl, musk, &c., yet was so far, (as he told me) from
being sweet in the morning, that he almost poisoned his whole family,
flying himself, like the Satyr, from his own stink. And after such
suppers huge banquets no less profuse, a waiter returning his servant
home with a cloak-bag full of dried sweetmeats and confects, valued to
his Lordship at more than ten shillings the pound.”
But, gentle and much esteemed Reader, and therefore esteemed because
gentle, instead of surfeiting thy body, let me recreate thy mind, with
the annexed two Sonnets of Milton, which tell of innocent mirth, and
the festive but moderate enjoyment of the rational creature.
TO MR. LAWRENCE.
LAWRENCE, of virtuous father virtuous son,
Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire,
Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire
Help waste a sullen day, what may be won
From the hard season, gaining? time will run
On smoother, till Favonius re-inspire
The frozen earth, and clothe in fresh attire
The lily and rose, that neither sow'd nor spun.
What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice,
Of Attic taste, with wine, whence we may rise
To hear the lute well touch'd, or artful voice
Warble immortal notes of Tuscan air?
_He who of these delights can judge, and spare
To interpose them oft, is not unwise._
TO SYRIAC SKINNER.
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