The accomplisht cook, or The art and mystery of cookery.: Wherein the whole art is revealed in a more easie and perfect method, then hath been publisht in any language. Expert and ready wayes for the dressing of all sorts of flesh, fowl, and fish; the raising of pastes; the best directions for all manner of kickshaws, and the most poinant sauces; with the tearms of carving and sewing. An exact account of all dishes for the season; with other a la mode curiosities. Together with the lively illustrations of such necessary figures as are referred to practice. / Approved by the fifty years experience and industry of Robert May, in his attendance on several persons of honour.

To the Reader of (my very loving Friend) Mr. ROBERT MAY his incomparable Book of Cookery.

SEe here's a Book set forth with such things in't, As former Ages never saw in print; Something I'de write in praise on't, but the pen Of famous Cleave land, or renowned Ben, If unintoom'd, might give this Book its due, By their high strains, and keep i•• alwayes new. But I whose ruder Stile could never clime, Or step beyond a home-bred Countrey Rime, Must not attempt it; onely this I'le say, Cato's Res Rustica's far short of May.

Here's taught to keep all sorts of Flesh in date, All sorts of Fish, if you will marinate; To candy, to preserve, to souce, to pickle, To make rare Sauces both to please, and tickle To the pretty Ladies pallats with delight; Both how to glut, and gain an appetite. The fritter, pancake, musroom; with all these, The curious candle made of Ambergreece. He is so universal, he'l not miss The Pudding, nor Bononian Sawsages. Italian, Spaniard, French, he all out-goes, Refines their Kickshaws, and their Olio's; The rarest use of Sweet-meats, Spicery, And all things else belong to Cookery: Not onely this, but to give all content, Here's all the forms of every implement To work or Carve with; so he makes thee able To deck the Dresser, and adorn the Table. What Dish goes first of every kinde of Meat, And so ye're welcome, pray fall too, and eat. Reader, read on, for I have done: farewell. The Book's so good it cannot choose but sell.

Thy well wishing Friend, John Town.