MDMD(2): Grain People and Grape People

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"Not the drinking habit, but a social comment."


Two sides of the same grape, might be- Keat's Ode to Melancholy:

She dwells with Beauty—Beauty that must die;
    And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips
Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh,
    Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips:
Ay, in the very temple of Delight
    Veil’d Melancholy has her sovran shrine,
     Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue 
Can burst Joy’s grape against his palate fine;
    His soul shall taste the sadness of her might,     
     And be among her cloudy trophies hung

and Schiller's Ode to Joy:

Freude trinken alle wesen
An den Brüsten der Natur;
Alle Guten, alle Bösen
Folgen ihrer Rosenspur,
Küsse gab sie uns und Reben,
Einen Freund, geprüft im Tod;
Wollust ward dem Wurm gegeben,
Und der Cherub steht vor Gott!

somewhere amidst the waving fields...