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Let all my soldiers quaff That gen'rous juice, by juggling priests deny'd, Lest it should help to whet our understandings, And ripen reason, to see through their crafts.
Jas. Darcy, Love and Ambition. I would not always dread the bowl, Nor every trespass shun: the feverish strife, Rous'd by the rare debauch, subdues, expels The loitering crudities that burden life ; And, like a torrent full and rapid, clears The obstructed tubes. Armstrong, Art of P.H. 11. 460. Oh! seldom may the fated hours return Of drinking deep! I would not daily taste, Except when life declines, even sober cups ; Weak withering age no rigid law forbids, With frugal nectar, smooth and slow with calm, The sapless habit daily to bedew, And give the hesitating wheels of life Gliblier to play.
Armstrong, Art of P. H. 11. 490. Few things surpass old wine; and they may preach Who please-the more because they preach in vainLet us have wine and women, mirth and laughter, Sermons and soda-water the day after. Byron, D. J. 11. 178. Wine 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, falls. Byron, Sardanapalus, I. 2. Wine is like anger, for it makes us strong ; Blind and impatient, and it leads us wrong ;
The strength is quickly lost, we feel the error long. Crabbe. WINNING.
This swift business
Sh. Temp. I. 2. WINTER.
When icicles hang by the wall,
Sh. Love's L. L. VIII. 2, Sung.
See, winter comes to rulo the varied year,
Now, when the cheerless empire of the sky
Thomson, Winter, 41.
Miserable they !
Thomson, Winter, 920.
Thomson, Winter, 1024.
WINTER - continued.
Oh Winter! ruler of the inverted year,
Cowper, Task, iv. 120.
Geo. Crabbe, inebriety.
On hill and plain no longer shines.
Wisdom and fortune combating together,
Sh. Ant. Cleop. 111. 11.
Wealth, without wisdom, may live more content
John Taylor, The Hog hath lost his Pearl.
What is it to be wise ! 'Tis but to know how little can be known ; To see all others' faults, and feel our own. Pope, E. V. iv. 260. Wisdom, slow product of laborious years, The only fruit that life's cold winter bears ; Thy sacred seeds in vain in youth we lay, By the fierce storm of passion torn away ; Should some remain in a rich gen'rous soil, They long lie hid, and must be rais'd with toil; Faintly they struggle with inclement skies, Nosooner born than the poor planter dies. Lady M.W.Montagu. Wisdom, though richer than Peruvian mines, And sweeter than the sweet ambrosial hive,What is she, but the means of happiness? That unobtain'd, than folly more a fool. Young, N. T. 11. 498. The clouds may drop down titles and estates; Wealth may seek us but wisdom must be sought ; Sought before all (but how unlike all else We seek on earth!) 'tis never sought in vain. 16. VIII. 620. Wisdom, awful wisdom, which inspects, Discerns, compares, weighs, separates, infers, Seizes the right, and holds it to the last : How rare ! In senates, synods, sought in vain ; Or, if there found, 'tis sacred to the few. Ib. VIII. 1247. Teach me my days to number, and apply My trembling heart to wisdom.
Ib. ix. 1314. Be wise with speed ; A fool at forty is a fool indeed. Young, L. of F. 11. 282. Wisdom and Goodness are twin born, one heart Must hold both sisters, never seen apart. Cowper, Exp 63+.
When did wisdom covet length of days?
Tennyson, Princess. WISHES, WISHING.
Take this in good part, whoever thou be,
Johnson, Vanity of Human Wishes, 15.
Bickerstaff, Thomas and Sally, a burletta. In idle wishes fools supinely stay; Be there a will, -and wisdom finds a way.
G. Crabbe, The Birth of Flattery. WIT—see Brevity, Jests, Vacuity,
You can't expect that they should be great wits,
Sh. Temp. II. 1. Leave this keen encounter of our wits, And fall somewhat into a slower method. Sh. Ric. I. 1. 2. A hit, a very palpable hit.
Sh. Ham. v. 2. Wit's an unruly engine, wildly striking Sometimes a friend, sometimes an engineer ; Hast thou the knack ? pamper it not with liking: But if thou want it, buy it not too dear. Many affecting wit boyond their power, Have got to be a dear fool for an hour. G. Herbert,the Temple. All things are big with jest, nothing that's plain But may be witty, if thou hast the vein. Ib. the Temple.