Thirsty earth drinks up the rain, Trees from earth drink that again; Ocean drinks the air; the sun Drinks the sea, and him the moon. Any reason, canst thou think, I should thirst while all these drink ?

Anacreon.

Drink ! enjoy the hour; what the morrow bringeth

None can tell; then vex not thy soul with idle care; Being and Not-being but a point divideth;

Life is but a moment; then make that moment fair. Piles of hoarded treasure, heaps of gold and silver Hades self might chuckle, when thou call'st them thine; Surely thou hast nothing but that which thou enjoyest:

Only while enjoying canst thou say, " 'Tis mine."

An Old Poet.

He who joy has never found In the flute's entrancing sound, Bacchus' gifts who dares despise Song and laugh and maidens' eyes; He who at his grudging board, Thinks upon his growing hoard, Reckoning interest in his head - Him I count already dead. Shuddering and disgusted, I Pass the meagre carcass by.

An Old Poet

Now with roses we are crowned, Let our mirth and cups go round, While a girl, whose hand a spear, Wound with ivy twines, does bear, With her white feet beats the ground To the lyre's harmonious sound, Played by some fairy boy, whose choice Skill is heightened by his voice; Bright-haired Love, with his divine Mother, and the god of wine Will flock hither, glad to see Old men of their company.

Anacreon.

Othello, II. 3.

And let me the canakin clink, clink, And let me the canakin clink:

A soldier's a man,

A life's but a span, Why, then, let a soldier drink.

Antony and Cleopatra, II. 7.

Come, thou monarch of the vine, Plumpy Bacchus, with pink eyne: In thy vats our cares be drown'd; With thy grapes our hairs be crown'd; Cup us, till the world go round; Cup us, till the world go round.

King Henry. IV., Second Part, IV. 3.

A GOOD sherris-sack hath a twofold operation in it: it ascends me into the brain, dries me there all the foolish, and dull and crudy vapours which environ it, makes it apprehensive, quick, forgetive, full of nimble, fiery, and delectable shapes, which delivered o'er to the voice (the tongue), which is the birth, becomes excellent wit. The second property of your excellent sherris is, the warming of the blood, which, before cold and settled, left the liver white and pale, which is the badge of pusillanimity and cowardice; but the sherris warms it, and makes it course from the inwards to the parts extreme. It illumines the face, which, as a beacon, gives warning to all the rest of this little kingdom, man, to arm; and then the vital commoners, and inland petty spirits muster me all to their captain, the heart; who, great and puffed up with this retinue, does any deed of courage; and this valor comes of sherris. So that skill in the weapon is nothing without sack, for that sets it a-work; and learning, a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil, till sack commences it, and sets it in act and use. Hereof comes it that Prince Harry is valiant, for the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his father, he has, like lean, steril, and bare land, manured, husbanded, and tilled with excellent endeavour of drinking good, and good store of fertile sherris, that he has become very hot and valiant. If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle I would teach them should be, to forswear their potations, and to addict themselves to sack.