The conscious water saw its God and blushed. - Richard Crashaw,

Wine makes all sorts of creatures at table.

Where the drink goes in, there the wit goes out.

The wine in the bottell doth not quench thirst. [The wine in the bottle does not quench thirst.]

From wine what sudden friendship springs?

A medium Vodka dry Martini--with a slice of lemon peel. Shaken and not stirred.