A Poem upon Tea (1712) [ Practices ]
… Unhappy State! the Chaos of the Brain, The Soul's Eclispe, and Exile of the Man. From boist'rous Wine I fled to gentle Tea; For, Calms compose us after Storms at Sea. In vain wou'd Coffee boast an equal Good; The Chrystal Stream transcends the flowing Mud. Tea ev’n the Ills from Coffee sprung repairs, Disclaims its Vices, and its Virtue shares. To bless me with the Juice two … Yet more the gay, the lovely Colour courts, The Flavour charms us, but the Taste transports. I drink, and lo the kindly Steams arise, Wine's Vapour flags, and soon subsides and dies. The friendly Spirits brighten mine again, Repel the Brute, …
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