... The herbs we share with flesh and blood Are better than ambrosial food With laurelled shades.” I grant it, nothing loath, But doubly blest is he who can partake of both. He who might Plato 's banquet grace, Have I not seen before me sit, And watched his puritanic face, With more than Eastern wisdom lit? Shrewd mystic! who, upon the back Of his Poor Richard's Almanac, Writing the...