I consider my selfbeing ... that taste of myself, of I and me above and in all things, which is more distinctive… — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
There was an Old Man with an owl, Who continued to bother and howl; He sate on a rail, and imbibed bitter… — Edward Lear Copy Share Image
It is plain and demonstrable, that much ale is not good for Yankee, and operates differently upon them from what it does… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
The Rat, meanwhile, was busy examining the label on one of the beer-bottles. "I perceive this to be Old Burton," he remarked… — Kenneth Grahame Copy Share Image
Why, if 'tis dancing you would be, There's brisker pipes than poetry. Say, for what were hop-yards meant, Or why was Burton… — A. E. Housman Copy Share Image
Nothing quenches the thirst like a wheat beer, or sharpens the appetite like an India pale ale. Nothing goes as well with… — Michael Jackson Copy Share Image
