Young and old come forth to play,
Till the live-long daylight fail,
Then to the spicy nutbrown ale. Milton's Poems.
When this nutbrown sword was out,
With stomach huge he laid about. Hudibras, p. i.
Two milk-white kids run frisking by her side,
For which the nutbrown lass, Erithacis,
Full often offer'd many a savoury kiss. Dryden.
King Hardicnute, midst Danes and Saxons stout,
Carous'd in nutbrown ale, and din'd on grout. King.