We three and the barley-bree!
"Songs from Vagabondia" by Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey
By eight o'clock, however, he was merry with the barley-bree, and making a butt of himself to amuse the company.
"The House with the Green Shutters" by George Douglas Brown
What more poetical life can there be than that of the men with whom we are now quaffing the barley-bree?
"Recreations of Christopher North, Volume I (of 2)" by John Wilson
Gie me walth o' barley bree, And leeze me on the gill-stoup!
"Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 62, No. 383, September 1847" by Various
The cock may craw, the day may daw, And aye we'll taste the barley bree.
"English Lands Letters and Kings" by Donald G. Mitchell
Loud he sang the song Ta Phershon
For his personal diversion,
Sang the chorus U-pi-dee,
Sang about the Barley Bree.
"The Waster Singing at Midnight" by Robert Fuller Murray
There's ae guid turn ye did for me,
An' I acknowledge't full an' free,
In praisin' up the barley bree
"In tuneful line;"
Nae bard but you its praise could gie
In words sae fine
"Answer to Burn's Address To The De'il" by Nora Pembroke