Friday, January 22

Theme Thursday: Bread

Good morrow, gallants! Want ye corn for bread?
We come not to add sorrow to your tears,
But to relieve them of their heavy load;
And these our ships, you happily may think
Are like the Trojan horse was stuff'd within
With bloody veins, expecting overthrow,
Are stored with corn to make your needy bread,
And give them life whom hunger starved half dead.

For you have but mistook me all this while:
I live with bread like you, feel want,
Taste grief, need friends: subjected thus,
How can you say to me, I am a king?
Eating the bitter bread of banishment.
That jade hath eat bread from my royal hand;
O monstrous! but one half-penny-worth of bread to
this intolerable deal of sack!
And his kissing is as full of sanctity as the touch
of holy bread; his appetite is more to bread than stone:
sleep so soundly as the wretched slave,
Who with a body fill'd and vacant mind
Gets him to rest, cramm'd with distressful bread;
He took my father grossly, full of bread;
With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May;
Let us revenge this with
our pikes, ere we become rakes: for the gods know I
speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge.
And if this makes no sense, then please know that:
My reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search. I love not the humour of bread and cheese, and there's the humour of it. Adieu.
The above overyeasted and underbaked concoction was put together with bits and pieces pilfered from a secret recipe book found in the basement of a bakery in Stratford-upon-Avon.

Photo: Bread makers - Prateek Dubey
To see the more wholesome breads baked and served up by other Theme Thursday participants, click here.
Photo at top of post: PopCorn - Leon


  1. Huh? Is this a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma?

    Love the popcorn picture.

  2. Hah! Who knew that bread could be so Elizabethan?

  3. Hi, willow. No, it is nothing so esoteric as Winston's Russia quip. It is merely the sputtering stuttering result of what happens when a high-powered Shakespeare search engine( into the grasp of a low-octane mind (

    But seriously, the search engine for "the works of the Bard" is quite impressive and I recommend it. Perhaps I'll someday learn to put it to better use. Here I meshed and mashed together nearly a dozen bread-related quotes into one doughy mess.

  4. Hi, Jeff. Elizabethan or not, it is still much ado about nothing. I really enjoyed your bread post, by the way. A much more creative take on pilfering than my heavy borrowing from the bard.

  5. What a different take. not sur ei got it all in all honesty but the words had a sort of good jumble to them actually. :) What a funny creative way to put some prose together with a search as well.

  6. Wonderful! anything from good old Willy the Shake is entertaining. Always.

  7. That secret recipe book is bread itself. Love your doughy mess ;)


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