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A medium Vodka dry Martini--with a slice of lemon peel. Shaken
and not stirred.
A medium Vodka dry Martini--with a slice of lemon peel. Shaken
and not stirred.
Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's
sake and thine often infirmities.
Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's
sake and thine often infirmities.
You cannot know wine by the barrell.
[You cannot know the wine by the barrel.]
You cannot know wine by the barrell.
[You cannot know the wine by the barrel.]
When asked what wines he liked to drink he replied, "That which
belongs to another."
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When asked what wines he liked to drink he replied, "That which
belongs to another."
- Laertius Diogenes,
Firm and erect the Caledonian stood;
Sound was his mutton, and his claret good;
"Let him drink read more
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.
Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his
colour in the cup, when read more
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.
So Noah, when he anchor'd safe on
The mountain's top, his lofty haven,
And all the passengers read more
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.
Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging: and whoever is
deceived thereby is not wise.
Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging: and whoever is
deceived thereby is not wise.
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew
In the belly of the grape,
Or grew on read more
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.