Citations:claret jug

English citations of claret jug and claretjug

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  • 1841 February Supplement, “A Day at a Flint-Glass Factory”, in The Penny Magazine of the Society for the Diffusion of Useful Knowledge, volume 10, number 572, London: Charles Knight, page 85:
    A far more skilful operation was the production of a claret-jug, since no part whatever of this vessel was moulded.
  • 1841 July, “A Ball at the Tuilleries”, in The Knickerbocker, volume 18, number 1, New York: John Bisco, page 12:
    There was nothing peculiarly royal about the eatables, which were merely in good taste and great abundance. A claret jug of fine Bordeaux was placed at my elbow, and my champaigne glass kept constantly full by a fellow behind me.
  • 1843, “The Side-Scenes of Society: Chapter II”, in Punch, or the London Charivari, volume 4, London, page 23:
    Hospitality, which ought to be the primary cause, is triumphed over by jealousy or ostentation. The whole entertainment is an unmitigated series of attempts at rivalry and display: there is a mute eloquence in every cover and claret-jug upon the table, which seems to say “See in what style we do things here, compared to your own establishment!”
  • 1845, Henry Milton, Lady Cecilia Farrencourt, volume 1, London: Henry Colburn, page 248:
    [] and the doctor's gig drove up to the gates of Redstone Grange, just five minutes before the cold, dewy claret jug, was placed on the dessert table.
  • 1848 February, “Chronique de Paris: Madame Adelaide—Louis Philippe”, in Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, volume 37, number 218, London: John W. Parker, page 206:
    His majesty drinks pure Bordeaux of the best quality, without any admixture of water. The wine is presented to him in a glass claret jug, such as is used in England. ¶ The queen, who is what the French call dévote, very often invites the abbesses and heads of convents, who arrive in Paris on religious affairs, to dine thus with her majesty; and the king, who knows the foible of her majesty, always offers to these worthy religieuses the primeur of his claret-jug.
  • 1860 March, “Roundabout Papers—No. II: On Two Children in Black”, in The Cornhill Magazine, volume 1, London: Smith, Elder & Co., page 380:
    There are wrongs and griefs that can't be mended. It is all very well of you, my dear Mrs. G., to say that this spirit is unchristian, and that we ought to forgive and forget, and so forth. How can I forget at will? How forgive? I can forgive the occasional waiter, who broke my beautiful old decanter at that very dinner. I am not going to do him any injury. But all the powers on earth can't make that claretjug whole.
  • 1863 December, “Chronicles of Carlingford: The Perpetual Curate—Part VII”, in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, volume 94, number 578, Edinburgh: William Blackwood & Sons, page 715:
    He could see into the room as he paused at the garden door, and was able to distinguish that the table was still covered as for dinner, and to catch the purple gleam of the light in the claret-jug which occupied the place of honour; but nobody was visible in the room.
  • 1865 December 9, “Miscellaneous: A New Decanter”, in The London Journal: And Weekly Record of Literature, Science, and Art, volume 42, number 1087, London: George Vickers, page 383, column 2:
    A very ingenious contrivance has been made by MM. Toselli and D'Almagne, of Paris. They blow a small globe within a decanter or claret jug. This globe, which has its opening at the side of the larger vessel, serves to hold a freezing mixture to cool wine or water in summer, and in winter may be filled with warm water to take the chill off Burgundy or port.
  • 2000 February 7, Peter Preston, “One System for This, Another for That..It Is All Absurd”, in The Guardian[1]:
    Who wants to talk electoral systems (in English local government or anywhere else), when there are so many more pulsating things to get chomping over—like Haider and the rise of Austrian fascism? Who cares about single transferable tedium when fear stalks Europe? Even Roy Jenkins must be tempted to lift the claret jug of forgetfulness.
  • 2008 October 8, “From £200 Wine Jug to £3m Masterpiece”, in The Guardian[2]:
    A medieval ewer valued at £200 after being mistaken for a French claret jug fetched more than £3m yesterday after it was identified as a rare Islamic work.