A Quote by Lord Byron

Fill high the cup with Samian wine! — © Lord Byron
Fill high the cup with Samian wine!

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If outrageous imagination is the wine of madness, then come fill my cup.
Let others seek renown in arms; For me wine's wars have greater charms: Then fill the bowl, boy; fill it high: 'Tis better drunk, than dead to lie.
Happy insect! what can be In happiness compared to thee? Fed with nourishment divine, The dewy morning's gentle wine! Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; 'Tis fill'd wherever thou dost tread, Nature's self's thy Ganymede.
Brother, be a brother, fill this tiny cup of mine. And please, sir, make it whiskey: I have no head for wine!
Music is the cup that holds the wine of silence. Sound is that cup, but empty. Noise is that cup, but broken.
The universe will fill your cup... if you carry a big cup, a little cup, or a thimble!
The artist must raise the cup of his vision aloft to the gods in the high hope that they will pour into it the sweet mellow wine of inspiration.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter’s oven?
Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry.
Fill the cup of happiness for others, and there will be enough overflowing to fill yours to the brim.
Fill the bowl with rosy wine, around our temples roses twine, And let us cheerfully awhile, like wine and roses, smile.
Fill ev'ry glass, for wine inspires us, And fires us With courage, love and joy. Women and wine should life employ. Is there ought else on earth desirous?
Nothing in Nature's sober found, But an eternal Health goes round. Fill up the Bowl then, fill it high-- Fill all the Glasses there; for why Should every Creature Drink but I? Why, Man of Morals, tell me why?
Fill the cup, and fill the can: Have a rouse before the morn: Every moment dies a man, Every moment one is born.
Creatures are cups. The sciences and the arts and all branches of knowledge are inscriptions around the outside of the cups. When a cup shatters, the writing can no longer be read. The wine's the thing! The wine that's held in the mold of these physical cups. Drink the wine and know what lasts and what to love. The man who truly asks must be sure of two things: One, that he's mistaken in what he's doing or thinking now. And two, that there is a wisdom he doesn't know yet. Asking is half of knowing.
O love, whose lordly hand Has bridled my desires, And raised my hunger and my thirst To dignity and pride, Let not the strong in me and the constant Eat the bread or drink the wine That tempt my weaker self. Let me rather starve, And let my heart parch with thirst, And let me die and perish, Ere I stretch my hand To a cup you did not fill, Or a bowl you did not bless.
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