Shark, when he goes to any publick feast,
Eates to ones thinking, of all there, the least.
What saves the master of the House thereby?
When if the servants search, they may descry
In his wide Codpeece, (dinner being done)
Two Napkins cram'd up, and a silver Spoone.
More verses by Robert Herrick
- Upon A Delaying Lady
- Truth And Falsehood
- Upon A Painted Gentlewoman
- To Youth
- Upon His Sister-In-Law, Mistress Elizabethherrick