And learn the luxury of doing good.—Goldsmith: Traveller.
For all their luxury was doing good.—Garth: Claremont.
He tried the luxury of doing good.—Crabbe: Tales.
The cups that cheer but not inebriate.—Cowper: Winter Evening.
Tar water is of a nature so mild and benign, and proportioned to the human constitution, as to warm without heating, to cheer but not inebriate,—Bishop Berkeley: Siris.
The dome of thought, the palace of the soul.—Byron: Childe Harold.
Tea does our fancy aid,
Repress those vapors which the head invade,