Put not thy meat into the salt,
Into the cellar, that is a fault;[[56]]
But lay it fairly thee before,
Upon thy trencher, that is good lore.
Pick not thine ears nor thy nostrils;
If thou do, men will say thou come of churls.
And while thy meat in thy mouth is,
Drink thou not—forget not this.
Eat thy meat by small morsels too,
Fill not thy mouth, as brothels[[57]] do.