Chapter 1801 of 1964 · 65 words · ~1 min read

LXXI.

Alas! I must leave undescribed the _gibier_, The _salmi_, the _consommé_, the _purée_, All which I use to make my rhymes run glibber Than could roast beef in our rough John Bull way: I must not introduce even a spare rib here, "Bubble and squeak" would spoil my liquid lay: But I have dined, and must forego, alas! The chaste description even of a "bécasse;"