After a long nap he again raised his head, imbibed another potation
of the "sweet and strong," flashed up with another slight blaze of French gayety, and again fell asleep.
For as this is the liquor of modern historians, nay, perhaps their muse, if we may believe the opinion of Butler, who attributes inspiration to ale, it ought likewise to be the potation
of their readers, since every book ought to be read with the same spirit and in the same manner as it is writ.
No man was seen to drink by himself, nor in any instance was more than one vessel considered necessary for the same beverage; but the glass or the mug was passed from hand to hand until a chasm in the line or a regard to the rights of ownership would regularly restore the dregs of the potation
to him who de frayed the cost.
was the only drink with which unhappy gentlemen soothed the fever of their previous night's potation
Mr Riderhood got out his bottle, and fetched his jug-full of water, and administered a potation
I have not been able either to persuade my brother or to prevail on myself, to disuse the traffic or the potation
of brandy, but perhaps a pledge of total abstinence might effectually restrain us.
His carousals, too, were not of the most quiet kind, nor were his potations
as mild as nectar.
So far from doing him any harm, these nightly potations
brightened Nutty up, gave him heart, and enabled him to endure life in this hole of a place.
The tooth-drawer and the gleeman called for a cup of small ale apiece, and started off together for Ringwood fair, the old jongleur looking very yellow in the eye and swollen in the face after his overnight potations
This solemn proceeding always took place in the afternoon of the day succeeding his return; perhaps, because the boys acquired strength of mind from the suspense of the morning, or, possibly, because Mr Squeers himself acquired greater sternness and inflexibility from certain warm potations
in which he was wont to indulge after his early dinner.
He also eschews hot potations
, and addicts himself to a tankard of ale, which is brought him by the barmaid.
Chillip's own brain, under his potations
of negus, to divert his attention from this topic to his own affairs, on which, for the next half-hour, he was quite loquacious; giving me to understand, among other pieces of information, that he was then at the Gray's Inn Coffee-house to lay his professional evidence before a Commission of Lunacy, touching the state of mind of a patient who had become deranged from excessive drinking.