To sleep and drink and eat,
Take pleasure and ease myself, I fear no man of my size
Who does not offer battle,
Were he as valiant as
Ogier.
There is none but me to gobble
Bread, wine, meat and then seek
Some stable furnished with straw
To sleep.
I am good for nothing when burdened
With care, nor for managing a household
And even less for anything that involves work,
Except to pull the belly
Of a flask, and then go to bed
To sleep.
Eustorg de Beaulieu
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