inters: And indeed, what
is Painting, but a well-spread Pudding, or Cookery of
Colours.

The Head of Man is like a Pudding: And whence have all
Rhimes, Poems, Plots and Inventions sprang, but from
that same Pudding. What is Poetry, but a Pudding of
Words. The Physicians, tho' they cry out so much
against Cooks and Cookery, yet are but Cooks
themselves; with this difference only, the Cooks
Pudding lengthens Life, the Physicians shortens it.
So that we Live and Die by Pudding. For what is a
Clyster, but a Bag-Pudding; a Pill, but a Dumpling;
or a Bolus, but a Tansy, tho' not altogether so
Toothsome. In a word; Physick is only a Puddingizing
or Cookery of Drugs. The Law is but a Cookery of
Quibbles and Contentions. [a] * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * is but a Pudding of * * * * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * *. Some swallow every thing whole and unmix'd;
so that it may rather be call'd a Heap, than a
Pudding. Others are so Squeamish, the greatest
Mastership in Cookery is requir'd to make the Pudding
Palatable: The Suet which others gape and swallow by
Gobs, must for these puny Stomachs be minced to Atoms;
the Plums must be pick'd with the utmost Care, and
every Ingredient proportion'd to the greatest Nicety,
or it will never go down.

[Footnote a: _The Cat run away with this part
of the Copy, on which the Author had unfortunately
laid some of Mother _Crump_'s Sausages._]

The Universe it self is but a Pudding of Elements.
Empires, Kingdoms, States and Republicks are but
Puddings of People differently made up. The Celestial
and Terrestrial Orbs are decypher'd to us by a pair of
Globes or Mathematical Puddings.

The Success of War and Fate of Monarchies are entirely
dependant on Puddings and Dumplings: For what else are
Cannon-Balls, but Military Puddings; or Bullets, but
Dumplings; only with this difference, they do not sit
so well on the Stomach as a good Marrow-Pudding or
Bread-Pudding.

In short, There is nothing valuable in Nature, but
what, more or less, has an Allusion to Pudding or
Dumpling. Why then should they be held in Disesteem?
Why should Dumpling-Eating be ridicul'd, or
Dumpling-Eaters derided? Is it not Pleasant and
Profitable? Is it not Ancient and Honourable? Kings,
Princes, and Potentates have in all Ages been Lovers
of Pudding. Is it not therefore of Royal Authority?
Popes, Cardinals,