A hermit fares not like an alderman.
But yesterday, as other viands failed,
I ate some honey—see how I am swelled!
Of that there’s always to be had enough.
Would I had never touched the cursed stuff!
I ate it out of sheer necessity;
Physic is not so nauseous near to me.”
“Honey!” exclaimed the Bear; “did you say honey!
Would I could any get for love or money!
How can you speak so ill of what’s so good?