should be thin, but not too much so, as in that case it would run; your paste being ready, take out a little in a spoon, and lay the[131] macaroons on sheets of white paper, either round or oval, as you please; lay them at least an inch apart, because they spread in baking, and, if put nearer, would touch. [131] The whole of your paste being used, place the sheets of paper on tins in a moderate oven for three quarters of an hour. This kind of cake requires great care. [132] [132] SYLLABUB. Mountown! the Muses’ most delicious theme, O, may thy codlins ever swim in cream! The rasp and strawberries in Bordeaux drown, To add a redder tincture to their own! Thy white wine, sugar, milk, together club, To make that gentle viand—syllabub! King. King. Not all thy plate, how formed soe’er it be, Can please my palate like a bowl of thee. Barlow. Barlow. In a large china bowl put a pint of port and a pint of sherry, or other white wine; sugar to taste. Milk the bowl full; in twenty minutes cover it pretty high with clouted cream; grate over it nutmeg; put pounded cinnamon and nonpareil comfits. It is very good without the nonpareil comfits. [133] [133] BEER OR ALE. O, Peggy, Peggy! when thou goest to brew, Consider well what you’re about to do; Be very wise, very sedately think That what you’re now going to make is drink; Consider who must drink that drink, and then What ’tis to have the praise of honest men; For surely, Peggy, while that drink does last, ’Tis Peggy will be toasted or disgraced. Then if thy ale in glass thou wouldst confine, To make its sparkling rays in beauty shine, Let thy clean bottle be entirely dry, Lest a white substance to the surface fly, And floating there disturb the curious eye; But this great maxim must be understood, “Be sure, nay very sure, thy cork be good.” Then future ages shall of Peggy tell, That nymph that brewed