The lusty apple, and the juicy pear—
Yet nought I touch'd, supinely lounging there;
But when the huge round cake of golden hue,
Ceres best offspring, met my raptured view,
No more these hands their eager grasp restrain,
How should such gift celestial tempt in vain? —D. K. Sandford.
Alexis. (Book iv. § 58, p. 264.)
How fertile in new tricks is Chærephon,
To sup scot-free and everywhere find welcome!