Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus) - 2.4.2. lyrics

‘Aufidius mixed honey and strong Falernian, Unwisely: since one shouldn't admit to empty veins Anything that's not mild: you'd do better to flood The stomach with mild mead. If the bowels are sluggish Mussels and common shellfish and tiny leaves of sorrel Will clear the problem, but not without white Coan wine. New moons swell slippery oysters but not every sea Is richly stocked with shellfish: the Lucrine mussels The big ones, are much better than those from Baiae, Circeii for oysters, sea-urchins come from Misenum, Tarentum, the home of luxury, boasts wide scallops. No one can idly claim sk** in the culinary arts, Not without mastering first the subtle science of flavours. It's not enough to carry off fish from the priciest stall, Not knowing which are better with sauce, which grilled Will stir the flagging guest to raise his elbow once more.'