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The accomplisht cook: or, The art & mystery of cookery
by May, Robert · Page 12 of 419 · 146,587 words
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_Merete's_ Pastery Translated, looks like old hang'd Tapistry, The wrong side outwards: so Monsieur adieu, I'm for our Native _Mays_ Works rare and new, Who with Antique could have prepar'd and drest The Nations _quondam_ grand Imperial Feast, Which that thrice Crown'd Third _Edward_ did ordain For his high Order, and their Noble Train, Whereon St. _George_ his famous Day was seen, A Court on Earth that did all Courts out-shine. And how all Rarities and Cates might be Order'd for a Renown'd Solemnity, Learn of this Cook, who with judgment, and reason, Teacheth for every Time, each thing its true Season; Making his Compounds with such harmony, Taste shall not charge with superiority Of Pepper, Salt, or Spice, by the best Pallat, Or any one Herb in his broths or Sallat. Where Temperance and Discretion guides his deeds; _Satis_ his Motto, where nothing exceeds. Or ought to wast, for there's good Husbandry To be observ'd, as Art in Cookery. Which of the Mathematicks doth pertake, Geometry proportions when they bake. Who can in paste erect (of finest flour) A compleat Fort, a Castle, or a Tower. A City Custard doth so subtly wind, That should Truth seek, she'd scarce all corners find; Platform of Sconces, that might Souldiers teach, To fortifie by works as well as Preach. I'le say no more; for as I am a sinner, I've wrought my self a stomach to a dinner. Inviting Poets not to tantalize, But feast, (not surfeit) here their Fantasies. _James Parry._ _To the Reader of (my very loving Friend) Mr. _Robert May_ his incomparable Book of Cookery._ See here's a Book set forth with such things in't, As former Ages never saw in Print; Something I'de write in praise on't, but the Pen, Of Famous _Cleaveland_, or renowned _Ben_, If unintomb'd might give this Book its due, By their high strains, and keep it always new. But I whose ruder Stile could never clime, Or step beyond a home-bred Country Rhime, Must not attempt it: only this I'le say, _Cato_'s _Res Rustica_'s far short of _May_. Here's taught to keep
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