With so much wine, to eat a little bit.
Bomb. See that the table instantly be spread,
With all that art and nature can produce.
Traverse from pole to pole; sail round the globe,
Bring every eatable that can be eat:
The king shall eat; tho' all mankind be starv'd.
Cook. I am afraid his majesty will be starv'd, before I can
run round the world, for a dinner; besides, where's the money?
King. Ha! dost thou prattle, contumacious slave?
Guards, seize the villain? broil him, fry him, stew him;