The Duenna's Advice on Table Manners

(from Romance of the Rose (Jean de Meun's Continuation, late thirteenth century)

 
She should behave her when at table
 
 
 
In manner fit and convenable; 
 
 
 
But should, ere yet she takes her place, 
 
 
'Fore all the household show her face, 
 
 
 
To let those present understand 
 
 
 
That she much business hath in hand. 
 
 
 
Hither and thither should she flit 
 
 
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And be the last of all to sit, 
 
 
 
Making the company await 
 
 
 
While scanneth she each dish and plate; 
 
 
And when at last down sitteth she, 
 
 
 
On each and all her eye should be. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Before the guests should she divide 
 
 
 
The bread and see each one supplied. 
 
 
 
Then let her know the heart to win 
 
 
 
Of some one guest by putting in 
 
 
 
His platter dainty morsels, or 
 
 
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A wing or leg of fowl before 
 
 
 
Him sets she, with choicest slice, 
 
 
 
Of pork or beef will she entice 
 
 
 
His appetite, or savory fish, 
 
 
 
If of the day that be the dish. 
 
 
 
No stint she makes, if he permits, 
 
 
 
To ply his taste with choicest bits. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
'Tis well she take especial care
 
Do Not Dip Fingers
 
That in the sauce her fingers ne'er
 
Too Deeply in the Sauce
 
She dip beyond the joint, nor soil 
 
 
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Her lips with garlick, sops, or oil, 
 
 
 
Nor heap up gobbets and the charge 
 
 
 
Her nouth with pieces overlarge, 
 
 
 
And only with the finger point 
 
 
 
Should touch the bit she'd fain anoint 
 
 
 
With sauce white, yellow, brown or green, 
 
 
And lift it towards her mouth between 
 
 
 
Finger and thumb with care and skill, 
 
 
 
That she no sauce or morsel spill 
 
 
 
About her breast-cloth. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Then her cup 
 
 
Do Not Spill Wine
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She should so gracefully lift up
 
 
 
Towards her mouth that not a gout 
 
 
 
By any chance doth fall about 
 
 
 
Her vesture, or for glutton rude, 
 
 
 
By such unseemly habitude, 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Might she be deemed. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Nor should she set 
 
 
 
 
Drink neatly and Moderately 
 
 
 
Lips to her cup while food is yet 
 
 
 
Within her mouth. 
 
 
Wipe Upper Lip
 
And first should she 
 
 
Before Drinking
 
Her upper lip wipe delicately,
 
 
 
Lest, having drunk, a grease-formed groat
 
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Were seen upon the wine to float. 
 
 
 
She should not take one long-breathed draught, 
 
 
Whether from cup or hanap quaffed, 
 
 
 
But gently taste with sipping soft 
 
 
 
Now and again, but not too oft, 
 
 
 
Though thirst impels, at large should drink,
Do Not
 
Lest those around perchance should think
Drink Too Much
 
Or say, if she the cup should clutch 
 
 
 
With eager haste: She drinks too much; 
 
 
Therefore should she the tempting tide 
 
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Resist, nor grip the goblet's side 
 
 
 
Like some of that fat matron crew, 
 
 
 
So gluttonous and boorish, who 
 
 
 
Pour wine adown their cavernous throats 
 
 
Enough to fill a horseman's boots, 
 
 
 
Till lastly are their gullets full, 
 
 
 
And all their senses drowned and dull. 
 
 
 
She should avoid all such excess 
 
 
 
As leadeth on to drunkenness, 
 
 
 
For drunken folk no secrets keep, 
 
 
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And if a woman drinketh deep
 
 
 
She leaves herself without defence,
 
Drunken Woman
 
And jangles much with little sense. 
 
Is Defenceless
 
To any man she falls a prey 
 
 
 
When thus her wits she casts away. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
She should not at the table close
 
 
 
Her eyes in sleep, nor even doze, 
 
No Dozing at Table
 
For many a strange untoward thing 
 
 
 
Hath happed to dames thus slumbering 
 
 
Such places are not made for sleep, 
 
 
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Tis wiser far good watch to keep, 
 
 
 
For often folk mishaps have known 
 
 
 
Thus sleeping: many have tumbled down 
 
 
Supine, or prone, or on the side, 
 
 
 
And greivous hurt sustained, or died: 
 
 
 
She should, who feels disposed to wink, 
 
 
Of Palinurus' ending think,
 
 
 
Who governed well AEneas' helm 
 
Palinuus, AEneas' Steersman
 
Until he fell within the realm 
 
 
 
Of Morpheus, then straight toppled he 
 
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From off the ship, and in the sea 
 
 
 
Was drowned before his comrades' eyes, 
 
 
Who mourned his watery obsequies. 
 
 

From 

The Romance of the Rose

 by W. Lorris and J. Clopinel, Englished by F.S, Ellis. London, 1900 [Lamont PQ 1528 A24], Vol 2 (of three); side notes added.