Thomas Hardy,
Far from the Madding Crowd — Chapter XLII
(1874)
“ Joseph drank for a moderately long time, then for a longer time, saying, as he lowered the jug, "'Tis pretty drinking -- very pretty drinking, and is more than cheerful on my melancholy errand, so to speak it.""True, drink is a pleasant delight," said Jan, as one who repeated a truism so familiar to his brain that he hardly noticed its passage over his tongue; and, lifting the cup, Coggan tilted his head gradually backwards, with closed eyes, that his expectant soul might not be diverted for one instant from its bliss by irrelevant surroundings. ”
