"Looks like Sebastian let the wine go to his head."

"I think that wine would go down well right now, don't you?"

A chilled white wine would go well with the meal.

His English was not so good, but the wine went down smoothly, and the men asked for more.

When he'd gotten up, the wine had gone to his head with a vengeance.

The wine went to Iris's head and her face burned.

The wine went down fast and produced no effect whatever.

The wine, on an empty stomach, was going quickly to her head.

Or that China's wine making industry goes back more than 1,000 years?

He stood, and realized abruptly the wine had gone straight to his head.