|Hunger is sharper than the sword.|
Beaumont and FletcherThe Honest Mans Fortune. Act II. Sc. 2. L. 1.
|Bone and Skin, two millers thin,|
Would starve us all, or near it;
But be it known to Skin and Bone
That Flesh and Blood cant bear it.
John ByromEpigram on Two Monopolists.
| It is difficult to speak to the belly, because it has no ears.|
Cato the Censor, when the Romans demanded corn. See Plutarchs Life of Cato the Censor.
|La mejor salsa del mundo es la hambre.|
Hunger is the best sauce in the world.
|Enough is as good as a feast.|
George ChapmanEastward Ho! Act III. Sc. 2. Written by Chapman, Jonson, Marston.
| Socratem audio dicentem, cibi condimentum esse famem, potionis sitim.|
I hear Socrates saying that the best seasoning for food is hunger; for drink, thirst.
CiceroDe Finibus Bonorum et Malorum. II. 28.
|Oliver Twist has asked for more.|
DickensOliver Twist. Ch. II.
| A fishmongers wife may feed of a conger; but a serving-mans wife may starve for hunger.|
Health to the Gentlemanly Profession of Servingmen. (1598).
|They that die by famine die by inches.|
Matthew HenryCommentaries. Psalm LIX.
|Græculus esuriens in clum, jusseris, ibit.|
Bid the hungry Greek go to heaven, he will go.
JuvenalSatires. III. 78.
|Magister artis ingeniique largitor venter.|
The belly is the teacher of art and the bestower of genius.
PersiusSatires. Prologue. X.
|Famem fuisse suspicor matrem mihi.|
I suspect that hunger was my mother.
PlautusStichus. Act II. 1. 1.
|Obliged by hunger and request of friends.|
PopeEpistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to the Satires. L. 44.
|La ventre affamé npoint doreilles.|
Hungry bellies have no ears.
RabelaisPantagruel. Bk. III. Ch. XV.
| Nec rationem patitur, nec æquitate mitigatur nec ulla prece flectitur, populus esuriens.|
A hungry people listens not to reason, nor cares for justice, nor is bent by any prayers.
SenecaDe Brevitate Vitæ. XVIII.
|They said they were an-hungry; sighd forth proverbs,|
That hunger broke stone walls, that dogs must eat,
That meat was made for mouths, that the gods sent not
Corn for the rich men only: with these shreds
They vented their complainings.
Coriolanus. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 209.
| Our stomachs|
Will make whats homely savoury.
Cymbeline. Act III. Sc. 6. L. 32.
|Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look.|
Julius Cæsar. Act I. Sc. 2. L. 194.
|My more-having would be as a sauce|
To make me hunger more.
Macbeth. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 81.
|Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave.|
ThomsonThe Seasons. Winter. L. 393.
Hunger that persuades to evil.
VergilÆneid. VI. 276.