Public Domain Poetry And Stories - The Custard. by Robert Herrick Public domain poetry and public domain stories from the literary greats of yesteryear.
For second course, last night, a custard came
To th' board, so hot as none could touch the same:
Furze three or four times with his cheeks did blow
Upon the custard, and thus cooled so;
It seem'd by this time to admit the touch,
But none could eat it, 'cause it stunk so much.
