Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine:
Or leave a kiss but in the cup
And I'll not look for wine.
(Ben Jonson)

Wine makes old wives wenches.
(John Clarke)

What I do and what I dream include thee, as the wine must taste of its own grapes.
(Elizabeth Barrett Browning)

Brew me a cup for a winter's night.
For the wind howls loud and the furies fight;
Spice it with love and stir it with care,
And I'll toast your bright eyes, my sweetheart fair.
(unknown)