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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.

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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.

by Bible Found in: Wine and spirits Quotes,
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Where the drink goes in, there the wit goes out.

Where the drink goes in, there the wit goes out.

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"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass in a broken voice,
"it was the salmon."

"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass in a broken voice,
"it was the salmon."

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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.

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Sweet is old wine in bottles, ale in barrels.

Sweet is old wine in bottles, ale in barrels.

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Which cheers the sad, revives the old, inspires
The young, makes Weariness forget his toil,
And Fear read more

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.

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Old Simon the cellarer keep a rare store
Of Malmsey and Malvoisie.

Old Simon the cellarer keep a rare store
Of Malmsey and Malvoisie.

by W.a. Bellamy Found in: Wine and spirits Quotes,
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From wine what sudden friendship springs?

From wine what sudden friendship springs?

by John Gay Found in: Wine and spirits Quotes,
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Sing! Who sings
To her who weareth a hundred rings?
Ah, who is this lady fine?
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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.

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