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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.
Ten thousand casks,
Forever dribbling out their base contents,
Touch'd by the Midas finger of the state,
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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!
From wine what sudden friendship springs?
From wine what sudden friendship springs?
The wine in the bottell doth not quench thirst.
[The wine in the bottle does not quench thirst.]
The wine in the bottell doth not quench thirst.
[The wine in the bottle does not quench thirst.]
John Barleycorn was a hero bold,
Of noble enterprise,
For if you do but taste his blood,
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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.
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.
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew
In the belly of the grape,
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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.
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,
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.