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Tag Name "Ale" (48)

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Ale, man, ale's the stuff to drink for fellows whom it hurts to think.
A. E. Housman
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Ale: Are you manipulating me again? T.C.: Try not to fall for it. I dare you.
Steve Kluger
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Ale, not beer, in a pewter mug was comme il faut, the only thing for a gentleman of letters, worthy of the name, to drink.
Guy de Maupassant
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Ale is meat, drink and cloth it will make a cat speak and a wise man dumb.
Jonathan Swift
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The roots and herbes beaten and put into new ale or beer and daily drunk, cleareth, strengtheneth and quickeneth the sight of the eyes.
Nicholas Culpeper
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The troubles of our proud and angry dust are from eternity, and shall not fail. Bear them we can, and if we can we must. Shoulder the sky, my lad, and drink your ale.
A. E. Housman
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I put out a good 10 different types of drinks for them and they just said, Oh, okay, so it's just one choice. One choice? I gave you Coke, Pepsi, Ginger Ale, Sprite. They saw that as one choice. Now why was that one choice? Because they felt, well, it was just all soda.
Sheena Iyengar
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Better beans and bacon in peace than cakes and ale in fear.
Aesop
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My idea of childcare at festivals is to sit at a trestle table with an ale while the kids run around and make up their own games.
Tom Hodgkinson
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Save your wack rhymes, hold your female. Pass the Old Gold, trash the ale. Cash your food stamps, get the WIC out the mail. Love to eat shrimps, but I never eat snail, Eat a whole fish except for the tail. Keep food in the fridge so it don't get stale, And when there's nothing to eat...I bite my nails.
Big Daddy Kane
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England was merry England, when Old Christmas brought his sports again. 'Twas Christmas broach'd the mightiest ale 'Twas Christmas told the merriest tale A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year.
Walter Scott
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I should like a great lake of ale, for the King of Kings. I should like the family of heaven to be drinking it through time eternal.
Brigit of Kildare
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But if at church they would give some ale. And a pleasant fire our souls to regale. We'd sing and we'd pray all the live long day, Nor ever once from the church to stray.
William Blake
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It turns out that one can perpetrate all manner of heinous villainy under a cloak of courtesy and good cheer. . .a man will forfeit all sensible self-interest if he finds you affable enough to share your company over a flagon of ale.
Christopher Moore
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I have drunk ale from the Country of the Young / And weep because I know all things now.
William Butler Yeats
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There was an Old Man with an owl, Who continued to bother and howl He sate on a rail, and imbibed bitter ale, Which refreshed that Old Man and his owl.
Edward Lear
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For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.
William Shakespeare
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Good ale, the true and proper drink of Englishmen. He is not deserving of the name of Englishman who speaketh against ale, that is good ale.
George Henry Borrow
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When daffodils begin to peer, With heigh! the doxy, over the dale, Why, then comes in the sweet o' the year For the red blood reigns in the winter's pale. The white sheet bleaching on the hedge, With heigh! the sweet birds, O, how they sing! Doth set my pugging tooth on edge For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.
William Shakespeare
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Gimme a visky with a ginger ale on the side - and don't be stinchy, beby.
Greta Garbo
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Away, you cut-purse rascal! you filthy bung, away! By this wine, I'll thrust my knife in your mouldy chaps, an you play the saucy cuttle with me. Away, you bottle-ale rascal! you basket-hilt stale juggler, you!
William Shakespeare
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If you wish to grow thinner, diminish your dinner, And take to light claret instead of pale ale Look down with an utter contempt upon butter, And never touch bread till its toasted--or stale.
Henry Sambrooke Leigh
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While snow the window-panes bedim, The fire curls up a sunny charm, Where, creaming o'er the pitcher's rim, The flowering ale is set to warm Mirth, full of joy as summer bees, Sits there, its pleasures to impart, And children, 'tween their parent's knees, Sing scraps of carols o'er by heart.
John Clare
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Happy the Man, who void of Cares and Strife, In Silken, or in Leathern Purse retains A Splendid Shilling: He nor hears with Pain New Oysters cry'd, nor sighs for chearful Ale
John Phillips
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