Explore "Sonnet Upon God, the Wine Giver" by Hilaire Belloc on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Thought Man made wine, I think God made it, too; / God making all things, made Man made good wine.
He taught him how the little tendrils twine / About the stakes of labor close and true.
Then next, with intimate prophetic laughter, / He taught the Man, in His own image blest, / To pluck and wagon and to -- all the rest!
To tread the grape and work his vintage after.
So did God make us, making good wine makers; / So did He order us to rule the field / And now by God are we not only bakers; / But winners also sacraments to yield; / Yet most of all strong lovers, Praised be God!
Who taught us how the wine-press should be trod!