Chorus
singing
[1290] At times a thought weighs on me at night; [1294] I wonder whence comes this fearful voracity of Cleonymus. 'Tis said that when dining with a rich host, he springs at the dishes with the gluttony of a wild beast and never leaves the bread-bin until his host seizes him round the knees, exclaiming, “Go, go, good gentleman, in mercy go, and spare my poor table!”