"Drench" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... so Then so let it go, Let the giddy-brain'd times turn round; Since we have no king let the goblet be crown'd, Our monarchy thus will recover: While the pottles are weeping We'll drench our sad souls In big-bellied bowls; Our sorrows in sack shall lie steeping, And we'll drink till our eyes do run over; And prove it by reason That it can be no treason To drink and to sing A mournival of healths to our ...
— Cavalier Songs and Ballads of England from 1642 to 1684 • Charles Mackay
... ousting the family Doctor. Peel's a perfect old wife—twaddles on about diet, About exercise, air, mild aperients, and quiet; Would leave Nature alone to her vigour elastic, And never exhibit a drug that is drastic. Doctor Russell's the man for a good searching pill, Or a true thorough drench that will cure or will kill. For bleeding and blistering, and easy bravado, (Not to speak of hot water,) he passes Sangrado. He stickles at nothing, from simple phlebotomy, As our friend Sidney said, to a case of lithotomy: And I'll venture to ...
— Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 59, No. 364, February 1846 • Various
... hair, From the dark riding-hat, which Lucile used to wear, Had escaped; and Lord Alfred now cover'd with kisses The redolent warmth of those long falling tresses. Neither he, nor Lucile, felt the rain, which not yet Had ceased falling around them; when, splash'd, drench'd, and wet, The Duc de Luvois down the rough mountain course Approached them as fast as the road, and his horse, Which was limping, would suffer. The beast had just now Lost his footing, and over the ...
— Lucile • Owen Meredith
... come upon me—ah you are here now, Give me now libidinous joys only, Give me the drench of my passions, give me life coarse and rank, To-day I go consort with Nature's darlings, to-night too, I am for those who believe in loose delights, I share the midnight orgies of young men, I dance with the dancers and drink with the drinkers, The echoes ring with our indecent calls, ...
— Leaves of Grass • Walt Whitman
... Dr. Drench was of course instantly sent for. But what are the medicaments of the apothecary in a case where the grave gives up its dead? Dr. Sly arrived, and he offered ghostly—ah! too ghostly—consolation. He said he believed in them. ...
— Stories of Comedy • Various
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