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sharper sweeter wine
The sharper is the berry, the sweeter is the wine Proverb
sweeter
It's a little on the sweeter side, and a very pretty color.
sweeter
Anything to me is sweeter / Than to see Shock-headed Peter.
sweeter women
The women don't get off smelling sweeter than men.
sweeter
From my standpoint, this was sweeter than any of the other ones that I have had, because we started 1-2. Bill Self
sweeter
It doesn't get any sweeter than this. It really doesn't.
sweeter
It couldn't have set up any sweeter than that.
wine men envy
The wine-shops breed, in physical atmosphere of malaria and a moral pestilence of envy and vengeance, the men of crime and revolution. Charles Dickens
wine voice broken
"It wasn't the wine," murmured Mr. Snodgrass, in a broken voice. "It was the salmon."
wine knowing drunk
I have drunk of the wine of life at last, I have known the thing best worth knowing, I have been warmed through and through, never to grow quite cold again till the end. Edith Wharton
wine bottles opening
We ought to be opening a bottle of wine!
wine simple glasses
Maybe it's because I'm getting older, I'm finding enjoyment in things that stop time. Just the simple act of tasting a glass of wine is its own event. You're not downing a glass of wine in the midst of doing something else. David Hyde Pierce
wine way helping
the Egyptians became fond of wine and bibulous; and so a way was found among them to help those who could not afford wine, namely, to drink that made from barley; they who took it were so elated that they sang, danced, and acted in every way like persons filled with wine. Athenaeus
wine gentleman use
It is the mark of a gentleman to be moderate in the use of wine.
wine years glasses
On one occasion some one put a very little wine into a [glass], and said that it was sixteen years old. 'It is very small for its age,' said Gnathaena.
wine glasses dust
...stories about [the German composer Johannes] Brahms's rudeness and wit amused me in particular. For instance, I loved the one about how a great wine connoisseur invited the composer to dinner. 'This is the Brahms of my cellar,' he said to his guests, producing a dust-covered bottle and pouring some into the master's glass. Brahms looked first at the color of the wine, then sniffed its bouquet, finally took a sip, and put the glass down without saying a word. 'Don't you like it?' asked the host. 'Hmm,' Brahms muttered. 'Better bring your Beethoven!' Arthur Rubinstein