19. For Another Gift of Milk
Among all these dishes, must I fast?
My soul brightens with all the things set before me—
all these foods my doctor orders me not to touch;
his hand keeps me from what my cravings demand!
Among everything else, this wonderful milk,
with which you surpass even the King’s favors.
Remember, my sister and my revered mother,
for us this table is most blessed
with lively conversation and friendliness.
20. White Eggs, Black Plums
One of you gives me tasty treats,
from the other I receive delightful fruits—
one sends eggs, from the other I get plums.
White gifts, black gifts, both just for me.
How can my stomach find peace
with all this rich food? Two eggs
were for me to eat now; to tell the truth,
I have tipped down four of them.
If only I deserved all the things that refresh
my very being every day—
as today, when I am a glutton at your command!
My belly is already swollen with many different dishes;
I have eaten them all—milk, greens, eggs, butter—
now another feast is being prepared,
more platters are set out,
more choice dishes are arranged before me.
They will serve me milk, then butter—
yes, more of this food: at bottom, it’s all fat!