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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529195" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Menu</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529195" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I beg you come to-night and dine. <br>A welcome waits you, and sound wine-- <br>The Roederer chilly to a charm, <br>As Juno's breath the claret warm, <br>The sherry of an ancient brand. <br>No Persian pomp, you understand-- <br>A soup, a fish, two meats, and then <br>A salad fit for aldermen <br>(When alderman, alas, the days! <br>Were really worth their mayonnaise); <br>A dish of grapes whose clusters won <br>Their bronze in Carolinian sun; <br>Next, cheese--for you the Neufchâtel, <br>A bit of Cheshire likes me well; <br>Café au lait or coffee black, <br>With Kirsch or Kümmel or Cognac <br>(The German band in Irving Place <br>By this time purple in the face); <br>Cigars and pipes. These being through, <br>Friends shall drop in, a very few-- <br>Shakespeare and Milton, and no more. <br>When these are guests I bolt the door, <br>With Not at Home to any one <br>Excepting Alfred Tennyson.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Thomas+Bailey+Aldrich">Thomas Bailey Aldrich</a></strong></div>

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