'I rejoiced in the Burgundy. It seemed a reminder that the world was an older and better place than Rex knew, that mankind in its long passion had learned another wisdom than his. By chance I met this same wine again, lunching with my wine merchant in St. James’s Street, in the first autumn of the war; it had softened and faded in the intervening years, but it still spoke in the pure, authentic accent of its prime, the same words of hope.'
Evelyn Waugh 1903-1966. [English novelist.]: Brideshead Revisited, bk. 2, chap. 1. [The Burgundy was Clos de Bèze 1904.]
