“One ounce does all disorders cure.
With two your troubles will be fewer,
Three to the bones more vigor give,
With four forever you will live
As young as on your day of birth,
A true immortal on the earth.”
However hyperbolical this testimony may be considered, it at least
serves to show the high estimation in which the plant was held in China.
The first literary eulogist to espouse the cause of the new drink in
Europe was Edmund Waller, reciting how he became first induced to taste
it. In a poem containing several references to the leaf occurs the
following pregnant allusion to tea:—
“The muses friend doth our fancy aid,
Repress these vapors which the head invade,
Keeping that palace of the soul serene.”
That Queen Anne ranked among its votaries is manifest from Pope’s
celebrated couplet:—
“Though great Anna, whom the realms obey,
Doth sometimes counsel take and—sometimes Tea.”
Johnson did not make verses in its honor, but he has drawn his own
portrait as “a hardened and shameless tea drinker, who for twenty years
diluted his meals with an infusion of this fascinating plant, whose
kettle had scarcely time to cool, who with tea amused the evening, with
tea solaced the night, and with tea welcomed the morning.” While Brady,
in his well-known metrical version of the psalms, thus illustrates its
advantages:—
“Over our tea conversations we employ,
Where with delight instructions we enjoy,
Quaffing without waste of time or wealth
_The soverign drink of pleasure and of health_.”
Cooper’s praise of the beverage has been sadly hackneyed, nevertheless,
as the Laureate of the tea table, his lines are worthy of reproduction
here:—
“While the bubbling and loud hissing urn
Throws up a steaming column, and the cup
_That cheers, but not inebriates_, wait on each,
So let us welcome peaceful evening in.”
That Coleridge, in his younger days, must have liked tea is inferred
from the following stanza:—
“Though all unknown to Greek and Roman song,
The paler Hyson and the dark Souchong,
Which Kieu-lung, imperial poet praised
So high that cent, per cent. its price was raised.”
Gray eulogizing it:—
“Through all the room
From flowing tea exhales a fragrant fume.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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