Feed your face, and we'll go upstream. Bob ate rapidly.

The party's off because the hostess is sick.

Whan I from her should depart asundre, Wyth her fayre head she dyd lowe enclyne, And in lykewyse so dyd I wyth myne.

"The Gaffer, he do call it 'starve acre,' and my old master, I worked for when a boy, called it 'money-out-o'-pocket.' Charles, here, do say it's name be 'rich-man's curse,' while Jack sticks out that its proper name be 'rob-the-ground.'