Mirth & Merriment

Good friends of the Bottle! Good Comrades of Mine,
Stand up and pledge deeply the god of the Wine
Who makes duties vanish, and sad memories fade,
Each amour requited, each corking debt paid!
- Anonymous--Old French Poem
Bryng us in good ale, and bryng us in good ale;
For our blyssed lady sake, bryng us in good ale.
Bryng us in no browne bred, for that is mad of brane;
Nor bring us in no whyt bred, for therein is no game,
But bryng us in good ale
- Anonymous, circa 15th century

Drinking will make a man quaff,
Quaffing will make a man sing,
Singing will make a man laugh,
And laughing long life doth bring,
Says old Simon the King.
- Anonymous, Old Sir Simon the King, referring to Simon Wadloe, tavern-keeper at the "Devil," Fleet Street, 1621

Come, come, good wine is a good familiar creature if it be well used.
Exclaim no more against it.
William Shakespeare, Othello, 1622

Landlord fill the flowing bowl
Until it doth run over;
For to-night we'll merry be
To-morrow we'll be sober.
Old Song, 18th century

This bottle's the sun of our table,
His beams are rosy wine;
We planets that are not able
Without his light to shine.
Richard Brinsley Sheridan, The Duenna, 1775

If with water you fill up your glasses,
You'll never write anything wise;
For wine is the horse of Parnassus,
Which hurries a bard to the skies.
Thomas Moore, 1806

Oh for a beaker full of the warm South,
Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene!
With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
And purple-stained mouth.
- John Keats, Ode to a Nightingale, 1819

I taste a liquor never brewed
From Tankards scooped in Pearl
Not all the Vats upon the Rhine
Yield such an Alcohol!
Emily Dickinson, 19th century

Sparkling and bright, in liquid light,
Does the wine our goblets gleam in;
With hue as red as the rosy bed
Which a bee would choose to dream in.
Charles Fenno Hoffman, Sparkling and Bright, 1842

A medium Vodka dry Martini--with a slice of lemon peel. Shaken and not stirred.
Ian Fleming, Dr. No, 1958

Here With my beer I sit,
While golden moments flit:
They pass
Unheeded by:
And as they fly,
Being dry,
Sit, idly sipping here
My beer.
George Arnold, Beer, last century

One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor.
George Carlin, stand up comedian, this century

And last but not the least:

Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's sake and thine often infirmities.
The Bible, I Timothy (ch. V, v. 23)

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