Drinking Quotes

Prudence must not be expected from a man who is never sober.
[Lat., Non est ab homine nunquam sobrio more

Prudence must not be expected from a man who is never sober.
[Lat., Non est ab homine nunquam sobrio postulanda prudentia.]

Mynheer Vandunck, though he never was drunk,
Sipped brandy and water gayly.

Mynheer Vandunck, though he never was drunk,
Sipped brandy and water gayly.

Nothing in Nature's sober found,
But an eternal Health goes round.
Fill up the Bowl then, fill more

Nothing in Nature's sober found,
But an eternal Health goes round.
Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high--
Fill all the Glasses there; for why
Should every Creature Drink but I?
Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?

The thirsty Earth soaks up the Rain,
And drinks, and gapes for Drink again;
The Plants suck more

The thirsty Earth soaks up the Rain,
And drinks, and gapes for Drink again;
The Plants suck in the Earth and are
With constant Drinking fresh and fair.

Did you ever hear of Captain Wattle?
He was all for love and a little for the bottle.

Did you ever hear of Captain Wattle?
He was all for love and a little for the bottle.

When I got up to the Peacock--where I found everybody drinking
hot punch in self-preservation.

When I got up to the Peacock--where I found everybody drinking
hot punch in self-preservation.

"Wery good power o' suction, Sammy," said Mr. Weller the
elder. . . . "You'd ha' made an uncommon more

"Wery good power o' suction, Sammy," said Mr. Weller the
elder. . . . "You'd ha' made an uncommon fine oyster, Sammy, if
you'd been born in that station o' life."

Inebriate of air am I,
And debauchee of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
more

Inebriate of air am I,
And debauchee of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
From inns of molten blue.

How gracious those dews of solace that over my senses fall
At the clink of the ice in the more

How gracious those dews of solace that over my senses fall
At the clink of the ice in the pitcher the boy brings up the
hall.

Or merry swains, who quaff the nut-brown ale,
And sing enamour'd of the nut-brown maid.

Or merry swains, who quaff the nut-brown ale,
And sing enamour'd of the nut-brown maid.