Then wine bottles were brought up, carefully sealed and labelled. 'FALERNIAN, CONSUL OPIMIUS, ONE HUNDRED YEARS OLD.' While we were examining the labels, Trimalchio clapped his hands. 'Wine has a longer life than us poor mortals,' he signed; 'so let us refresh our palates. Wine is life. I am giving you real Opimian.'
-- Petronius, The Saatyricon