Have you ever tasted Hippocrene, young Jackson?
"Mike" by P. G. Wodehouse
O, say some, Byron owed a great portion of his inspiration to gin and water, and that was his Hippocrene.
"Fifteen Years in Hell" by Luther Benson
Grecian mythology said that the fountain of Hippocrene was struck out by the foot of the winged horse Pegasus.
"New Tabernacle Sermons" by Thomas De Witt Talmage
I do not say that poesy has passed from the earth, but it does seem as if the fountain Hippocrene had been drained off to run a saw-mill.
"Around The Tea-Table" by T. De Witt Talmage
My draughts have been with thee of hippocrene, And our delights intelligent and chaste.
"Pipe and Pouch" by Various
Oh, the subtile poisons, the intoxicating Hippocrenes I taught him how to drink!
"The Grey Cloak" by Harold MacGrath
An' if it flowed with wine or beer, 'tis easy to be seen, That dry within the hour would be the well of Hippocrene.
"The Bon Gaultier Ballads" by William Edmonstoune Aytoun
Aganippe and Hippocrene on Mount Helicon, and the Castalian spring on Mount Parnassus, were sacred to the Muses.
"Myths and Legends of Ancient Greece and Rome" by E.M. Berens
As if o'erwashed in Hippocrene.
"The Hesperides & Noble Numbers: Vol. 1 and 2" by Robert Herrick
Mountains of cheese, rivers of fat broth, are their Helicon and Hippocrene.
"Renaissance in Italy: Italian Literature" by John Addington Symonds
He cannot, nor do they, the tale connect;
For never singer in the land had been
Who him for theme did not reject:
Spurned of the hoof that sprang the Hippocrene.
"Bellerophon" by George Meredith
No purple flowers,--no garlands green,
Conceal the goblet's shade or sheen,
Nor maddening draughts of Hippocrene,
Like gleams of sunshine, flash between
Thick leaves of mistletoe.
"The Goblet Of Life" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Prayerless from the sacred well,
From Castaly and Hippocrene,
He drank, and on the verge of hell
Slept, and forgot where he had been,
When he returned to common day,
Baptized by Hecate!
"Paracelsus" by William Bell Scott