Pierian

The following lines are: “Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring:/There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain/And drinking largely sobers us again.”

Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring; There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, and drinking largely sobers us again.’

The audience was much amused, because it supposed that Sylvius’s wish was a tribute to the profession of Mrs. Gowndry’s husband, and whatever faint doubts existed about the propriety of alluding in the Pierian Hall to a lavatory-attendant were dispersed.

I never looked at her when she sang at the Pierian with you.

I’ve enough to hire the Pierian Hall for a day and a night.