Quotes from Jonathan Swift, "Onions"

Come, follow me by the smell, Here are delicate onions to sell, I promise to use you well. They make the blood warmer; You'll feed like a farmer: For this is every cook's opinion, No savoury dish without an onion; But, lest your kissing should be spoil'd, Your onions must be thoroughly boil'd: Or else you may spare Your mistress a share, The secret will never be known; She cannot discover The breath of her lover, But think it as sweet as her own.