was irresistible; the three prelates
led the way to, I verily believe, the
most distinguished temple of
gluttony in all Europe. What
Glastonbury may have been in its
palmy state, I cannot answer; but
my eyes never beheld in any
modern convent of France, Italy, or
Germany, such an enormous space
dedicated to culinary purposes.
Through the centre of the immense
and nobly-groined hall, not less
than sixty feet in diameter, ran a
brisk rivulet of the clearest water,
flowing through pierced wooden
reservoirs, containing every sort
and size of the finest river-fish. On
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