C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
Tea
To warm without heating, to cheer but not inebriate.
And sip with nymphs their elemental tea.
The ship from Ceylon, Inde, or far Cathay, unloads for him the fragrant produce of each trip.
Thank God for tea! What would the world do without tea? how did it exist? I am glad I was not born before tea.
Tea! thou soft, thou sober, sage, and venerable liquid;—thou female tongue—running smile-smoothing, heart-opening, wink-tippling cordial, to whose glorious insipidity I owe the happiest moment of my life, let me fall prostrate.
Indeed, Madam, your ladyship is very sparing of year tea: I protest the last I took was no more than water bewitched.
And afterwards I did send for a cup of tee (a China drink), of which I never had drunk before.