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  Dear Lucy, you know what my wish is, ­
    I hate all your Frenchified fuss: 
  Your silly entrees and made dishes
    Were never intended for us. 
  No footman in lace and in ruffles
    Need dangle behind my arm-chair;
  And never mind seeking for truffles,
    Although they be ever so rare.

  But a plain leg of mutton, my Lucy,
    I prithee get ready at three: 
  Have it smoking, and tender and juicy,
    And what better meat can there be? 
  And when it has feasted the master,
    ’Twill amply suffice for the maid;
  Meanwhile I will smoke my canaster,
    And tipple my ale in the shade.