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1Much do I love, at civic treat,
2The monsters of the deep to eat;
3To see the rosy salmon lying,
4By smelts encircled, born for frying;
5And from the china boat to pour,
6On flaky cod, the flavour'd shower.
7Thee, above all, I much regard,
10Thee and thy dainty friends to leave.
11Far from ye all, in snuggest corner,
13He who, with philosophic eye,
14Sat brooding o'er his Christmas pie:
15Then, firm resolv'd, with either thumb,
16Tore forth the crust-envelop'd plum,
17And, mad with youthful dreams of future fame,
18Proclaim'd the deathless glories of his name.


8] Longman: London publisher of major poets of the time. Back to Line
9] turbot: "A large flat fish (Rhombus maximus or Psetta maxima), having a wide scaleless body covered with conical bony tubercles, with the eyes normally on the left side, found on the European coasts and much esteemed as food" (OED). Back to Line