The Great Supper

http://www.christusrex.org/www1/sistine/Is-Supper.jpgTo-night, grave sir, both my poor house and I
Do equally desire your company;
Not that we think us worthy such a guest,
But that your worth will dignify our feast,
With those that come; whose grace may make that seem
Something, which else could hope for no esteem.
It is the fair acceptance, sir, creates
The entertainment perfect, not the cates.
Yet shall you have, to rectify your palate,
An olive, capers, or some bitter salad
Ushering the mutton; with a short-legged hen,
If we can get her, full of eggs, and then,
Lemons and wine for sauce: to these, a coney
Is not to be despaired of for our money;
And though fowl now be scarce, yet there are clerks,
The sky not falling, think we may have larks.
I' ll tell you of more, and lie, so you will come:
Of partridge, pheasant, woodcock, of which some
May yet be there; and godwit if we can;
Knat, rail, and ruff, too. Howsoe' er, my man
Shall read a piece of Virgil, Tacitus,
Livy, or of some better book to us,
Of which we' ll speak our minds, amidst our meat;
And I' ll profess no verses to repeat:
To this if aught appear, which I not know of,
That will the pastry, not my paper, show of.
Digestive cheese, and fruit there sure will be;
But that which most doth take my muse and me,
Is a pure cup of rich canary wine,
Which is the Mermaid' s now, but shall be mine:
Of which had Horace, or Anacreon tasted,
Their lives, as do their lines, till now had lasted.
Tobacco, nectar, or the Thespian spring,
Are all but Luther' s beer, to this I sing.
Of this we will sup free, but moderately,
And we will have no Pooly' or Parrot by;
Nor shall our cups make any guilty men;
But at our parting we will be as when
We innocently met. No simple word
That shall be uttered at our mirthful board,
Shall make us sad next morning; or affright
The liberty that we' ll enjoy to-night.

Well its better from you I think but you need to work on your choice od wording and to stop throwing words in just for the sake of it.

With those that come; whose grace may make that seem
Something, which else could hope for no esteem
^That line just seemed a bit off to me.It was forced and its these kind of lines I am asking you to work on.

You are being more descriptive no doubt and even raising your vocabulary up another notch but you still have a long way to go.Keep writing buddy i'll be looking out as alway.

-Dyl

Thanks Dyl and uppinn.

Closed, piece is bitten from ben johnson