Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine, Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast; Custards for supper, and an endless host. Of syllabubs and jellies and mincepies, And other such ladylike luxuries.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: english
- Born: August 4, 1792
- Died: July 8, 1822
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