Quotes
Quotes about Wine
As a jewel of gold in a swine's snout, so is a fair woman which is without discretion.
The green earth sends her incense up. From many a mountain shrine; From folded leaf and dewey cup She pours her sacred wine.
When the Sultan Shah-Zaman Goes to the city Ispahan, Even before he gets so far As the place where the clustered palm-trees are, At the last of the thirty palace-gates The pet of the harem, Rose-in-Bloom, Orders a feast in his favorite room-- Glittering square of colored ice, Sweetened with syrup, tinctured with spice, Creams, and cordials, and sugared dates, Syrian apples, Othmanee quinces, Limes and citrons and apricots, And wines that are known to Eastern princes.
And in that day did the Lord God of hosts call to weeping, and to mourning, and to baldness, and to girding with sackcloth: And behold joy and gladness, slaying oxen, and killing sheep, eating flesh, and drinking wine: let us eat and drink; for to morrow we shall die.
And in this mountain shall the Lord of hosts make unto all people a feast of fat things, a feast of wines on the lees, of fat things full of marrow, of wines on the lees well refined.
Out did the meate, out did the frolick wine.
Yet shall you have to rectify your palate, An olive, capers, or some better salad Ushering the mutton; with a short-legged hen, If we can get her, full of eggs, and then, Limons, and wine for sauce: to these a coney Is not to be despaired of for our money; And though fowl now be scarce, yet there are clerks, The sky not falling, think we may have larks.
Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine, Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast; Custards for supper, and an endless host Of syllabubs and jellies and mince-pies, And other such ladylike luxuries.
A morning sunne, and a wine-bred child, and a latin-bred woman, seldome end well. [A morning sun and a wine-bred child and a Latin-bred woman seldom end well.]
Never think of leaving perfumes or wine to your heir. Administer these yourself, and let him have your money.
Baths, wine and Venus bring decay to our bodies; but baths, wine and Venus make up life. [Lat., Balnea, vina, Venus corrumpunt corpora nostra; Sed vitam faciunt baldea, vina, Venus.]
The wine is poured, you should drink it. [Fr., Le vin est verse, il faut le boire.]
Your emotions affect every cell in your body. Mind and body, mental and physical, are intertwined.
Let us have wine and woman, mirth and laughter, Sermons and soda-water the day after.
The music, and the banquet, and the wine-- The garlands, the rose odors, and the flowers, The sparkling eyes, and flashing ornaments-- The white arms and the raven hair--the braids, And bracelets; swan-like bosoms, and the necklace, An India in itself, yet dazzling not.
Seek but provision of bread and wine, fools to flatter, and clothing fine; and nothing of God shall ever be thine.
Forsake not an old friend; for the new is not comparable to him: a new friend is as new wine; when it is old, thou shalt drink it with pleasure.
Fan the sinking flame of hilarity with the wing of friendship; and pass the rosy wine.
Say, Bacchus, why so placid? What can there be In commune held by Pallas and by thee? Her pleasure is in darts and battles; thine In joyous feasts and draughts of rosy wine.
Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning's gentle wine! Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; 'Tis fill'd wherever thou dost tread, Nature's self's thy Ganymede.
Happiness is a wine of the rarest vintage, and seems insipid to a vulgar taste.
Come, for the House of Hope is built on sand: bring wine, for the fabric of life is as weak as the wind.
If my best wines mislike thy taste, And my best service win thy frown, Then tarry not, I bid thee haste; There's many another Inn in town.
He kept no Christmas-house for once a yeere, Each day his boards were fild with Lordly fare; He fed a rout of yeoman with his cheer, Nor was his bread and beefe kept in with care; His wine and beere to strangers were not spare, And yet beside to all that hunger greved, His gates were open, and they were there relived.
How instinct varies in the grov'lling swine, Compar'd, half-reasoning elephant, with thine! 'Twixt that and reason what a nice barrier! Forever sep'rate, yet forever near!
