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I hang no ivie out to sell my wine;
The nectar of good wits will sell itself.
Author: Robert Allott (Allot)
Source: England's Parnassus--Sonnet to the Reader
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Firm and erect the Caledonian stood;
Sound was his mutton, and his claret good;
"Let him drink port!" the English statesman cried:
He drank the poison, and his spirit died.
Author: Anonymous
Source: in Dodd's "Epigrammatists"
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Old Simon the cellarer keep a rare store
Of Malmsey and Malvoisie.
Author: W.A. Bellamy
Source: Simon the Cellarer
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Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's
sake and thine often infirmities.
Author: Bible
Source: I Timothy (ch. V, v. 23)
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Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging: and whoever is
deceived thereby is not wise.
Author: Bible
Source: Proverbs (ch. XX, v. 1)
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Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his
colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright.
At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
Author: Bible
Source: Proverbs (ch. XXIII, v. 31-32)
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He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the
service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth;
And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oil to make his
face to shine, and bread which strengtheneth man's heart.
Author: Bible
Source: Psalms (ch. CIV, v. 14-15)
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I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the
boughs thereof; now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the
vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that
goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to
speak.
Author: Bible
Source: Song of Solomon (ch. VII, v. 8-9)
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John Barleycorn was a hero bold,
Of noble enterprise,
For if you do but taste his blood,
'Twill make your courage rise,
Twill make a man forget his wo;
'Twill heighten all his joy.
Author: Robert Burns
Source: John Barleycorn
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So Noah, when he anchor'd safe on
The mountain's top, his lofty haven,
And all the passengers he bore
Were on the new world set ashore,
He made it next his chief design
To plant and propagate a vine,
Which since has overwhelm'd and drown'd
Far greater number, on dry ground,
Of wretched mankind, one by one,
Than all the flood before had done.
Author: Samuel Butler (1)
Source: Satire Upon Drunkenness (l. 105)
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Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach
Who please, the more because they preach in vain,--
Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter,
Sermons and soda-water the day after.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Don Juan (canto II, st. 178)
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Which cheers the sad, revives the old, inspires
The young, makes Weariness forget his toil,
And Fear her danger; opens a new world
When this, the present, palls.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Sardanapalus (act I, sc. 1)
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Sweet is old wine in bottles, ale in barrels.
Author: Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)
Source: Sweet Things (st. 5)
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Sing! Who sings
To her who weareth a hundred rings?
Ah, who is this lady fine?
The Vine, boys, the Vine!
The mother of the mighty Wine,
A roamer is she
O'er wall and tree
And sometimes very good company.
Author: Barry Cornwall (pseudonym of Bryan Waller Procter)
Source: A Bacchanalian Song
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Ten thousand casks,
Forever dribbling out their base contents,
Touch'd by the Midas finger of the state,
Bleed gold for ministers to sport away.
Drink, and be mad then; 'tis your country bids!
Author: William Cowper
Source: Task (bk. IV, l. 504)
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The conscious water saw its God and blushed.
- Richard Crashaw,
Author: Richard Crashaw
Source: Translation of His Own Epigram on the Miracle of Cana--St. John's Gospel (ch. II)
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"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass in a broken voice,
"it was the salmon."
Author: Charles Dickens
Source: The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club (ch. VIII)
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When asked what wines he liked to drink he replied, "That which
belongs to another."
- Laertius Diogenes,
Author: Laertius Diogenes
Source: Lives and Opinions of Eminent Philosophers--Diogenes (VI), (Yonge's translation)
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Bring me wine, but wine which never grew
In the belly of the grape,
Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, reaching through
Under the Andes to the Cape,
Suffered no savor of the earth to escape.
Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson
Source: Bacchus (st. 1)
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A medium Vodka dry Martini--with a slice of lemon peel. Shaken
and not stirred.
Author: Ian Fleming
Source: Dr. No (ch. 14), a favorite of James Bond (007)
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From wine what sudden friendship springs?
Author: John Gay
Source: Fables (pt. II, fable 6)
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The wine in the bottell doth not quench thirst.
[The wine in the bottle does not quench thirst.]
Author: George Herbert
Source: Jacula Prudentum
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Where the drink goes in, there the wit goes out.
Author: George Herbert
Source: Jacula Prudentum
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Wine makes all sorts of creatures at table.
Author: George Herbert
Source: Jacula Prudentum
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You cannot know wine by the barrell.
[You cannot know the wine by the barrel.]
Author: George Herbert
Source: Jacula Prudentum
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