Wine Poetry – John Keats

Wine is not only produced to be drunk but for its qualities to be sang. Nineteenth Century’s English poet John Keats is one of the many artist whom the delicious liquid inspired.


Give me women, wine, and snuff

“Give me women, wine, and snuff
Untill I cry out “hold, enough!”
You may do so sans objection
Till the day of resurrection:
For, bless my beard, they aye shall be
My beloved Trinity.”


“Give me books, fruit, French wine and fine weather and a little  music out of doors, played by someone I do not know. I admire lolling on a lawn by a water-lilied pond to eat white currants and see goldfish: and go to the fair in the evening if I’m good. There is not hope for that –one is sure to get into some mess before evening.”