No poem was ever written by a drinker of water.
No poems can please long or live that are written by water drinkers.
No verse can give pleasure for long, nor last, that is written by drinkers of water.
Come boy, and pour for me a cup Of old Falernian. Fill it up With wine, strong, sparkling, bright, and clear; Our host decrees no water here. Let dullards drink the Nymph's pale brew, The sluggish thin their blood with dew. For such pale stuff we have no use; For us the purple grape's rich juice. Begone, ye chilling water sprite; Here burning Bacchus rules tonight! Catullus, Selections From Catullus No poems can live long or please that are written by water-drinkers.
The foolish are like ripples on water, For whatsoever they do is quickly effaced; But the righteous are like carvings upon stone, For their smallest act is durable.
It was a wine jar when the molding began: as the wheel runs round why does it turn out a water pitcher?
This was my prayer: an adequate portion of land with a garden and a spring of water and a small wood to complete the picture.
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