Or therein write to let his love be showne;
Which well she red out of the learned line;
(A sacrament profane in mysterie of wine.)
Spenser, Faerie Queene, III. ix.
ll. 21 f. Nor when he, swoln and pamper'd with great fare
Sits down and snorts, cag'd in his basket chair, &c.
Vir bibat usque roga: precibus tamen oscula desint;
Dumque bibit, furtim, si potes, adde merum.
Si bene compositus somno vinoque iacebit;
Consilium nobis resque locusque dabunt.