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Tea: Quotations from Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations

If I chance to talk a little wild, forgive me; I had it from my father.— Shakespeare — Henry VIII. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 26.

I prythee, take the cork out of thy mouth that I may drink thy tidings.— Shakespeare — As You Like It. Act III. Sc. 2. L. 12.

My lord shall never rest: I'll watch him, tame and talk him out of patience: His bed shall seem a school, his board a shrift.— Shakespeare — Othello. Act III. Sc. 3. L. 22.

No, pray thee, let it serve for table-talk; Then, howsoe'er thou speak'st, 'mong other things I shall digest it.— Shakespeare — Merchant of Venice. Act III. Sc. 5. L. 93.

Talkers are no good doers; be assur'd We come to use our hands and not our tongues.— Shakespeare — Richard III. Act I. Sc. 3. L. 352.

The red wine first must rise In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have 'em Talk us to silence.— Shakespeare — Henry VIII. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 43.

What cracker is this same that deafs our ears With this abundance of superfluous breath? S.— Shakespeare — King John. Act II. Sc. I. L. 147.

She sits tormenting every guest, Nor gives her tongue one moment's rest, In phrases batter'd, stale, and trite, Which modern ladies call polite.— SWIFT — The Journal of a Modern Lady.

Good talkers are only found in Paris. и.— FRANÇOIS VILLON — Des Femmes de

Matrons, who toss the cup, and see The grounds of fate in grounds of tea.— CHURCHILL — The Ghost. Bk. I. L. 117.

Tea! thou soft, thou sober, sage, and vener- *** thou female tongue-runable liquid, ning, smile-smoothing, heart-opening, winktippling cordial, to whose glorious insipidity I owe the happiest moment of my life, let me fall prostrate.— COLLEY CIBBER — Lady's Last Stake. Act I. Sc. 1.

Here, thou, great Anna! whom three realms obey, Dost sometimes counsel take-and sometimes tea.— X. POPE — Rape of the Lock. Canto III. L. 7.

Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea? how did it exist? I am glad I was not born before tea.— SYDNEY SMITH — Lady Holland's Memoir. Vol. I. P. 383.

Tea does our fancy aid, Repress those vapours which the head invade And keeps that palace of the soul serene.— EDMUND WALLER — Of Tea.