malvoisie

And let's have a stoup of malvoisie from the oldest bin.

Jill the Reckless 1928

I was skeptical at the moment, but time proved the correctness of my old friend's judgment; and, having been present after the opening performance at a little supper given by Burbage at which sack ran like water, and anybody who wanted another malvoisie and seltzer simply had to beckon to the waiter, I was able to conscientiously praise it in the highest terms.

A Wodehouse Miscellany Articles & Stories 1928

All round the arena rose the cries of itinerant merchants: 'Iced malvoisie,' 'Score-cards; ye cannot tell the jousters without a score-card.'

The Man Upstairs and Other Stories 1928

The exquisite good taste with which the Prince had answered our question served to put us entirely at our ease, and we presently found ourselves chatting with His Highness with the greatest freedom and without the slightest _gene_ or _mauvaise honte_, or, in fact, _malvoisie_ of any kind.

Frenzied Fiction Stephen Leacock 1906

His wine he takes hot when the nights are cold, malvoisie or vernage, with as much spice as would cover the thumb-nail.

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

His wine he takes hot when the nights are cold, malvoisie or vernage, with as much spice as would cover the thumb-nail.

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

His wine he takes hot when the nights are cold, malvoisie or vernage, with as much spice as would cover the thumb-nail.

The White Company Doyle, Arthur Conan, Sir, 1859-1930 1902

I had but sat down to a flask of malvoisie and a mortress of brawn, as is my use about this hour, when there comes a cherking, and I find my wine over my legs and the flask in my lap, and then as I stoop to clip it there comes another cursed cherk, and there is a mortress of brawn stuck fast to the nape of my neck.

The White Company Arthur Conan Doyle 1894

His wine he takes hot when the nights are cold, malvoisie or vernage, with as much spice as would cover the thumb-nail.

The White Company Arthur Conan Doyle 1894

His wine he takes hot when the nights are cold, malvoisie or vernage, with as much spice as would cover the thumb-nail.

The White Company 1890