To greater heights the art of cookery,
By means of sauces, has alone become
The cause of safety unto all of us.
Slave. This fellow is a fresh Palæphatus!
Cook. Then, after this, as time was now advancing,
One person introduced a season'd haggis;
Another stew'd a kid right exquisitely,
Or made some mince-meat, or slipp'd in a fish
Disguised so quaintly that no eye observed it,
Or greens, or pickled fish, or wheat, or honey.