“Can this be Dionysus? How the deuce! Now, by the very Bacchus, in this guise   We do not recognize     The son of Zeus. {{pb}} How came this goat-reek? Wine is nectar-scented. The Celt from barley-tops, so We suppose,   For want of grapes and nose     This brew invented. {{pb}} Beer is no scion of the God etherial, No son of Semele to the lightning born,   But plain John Barleycorn,     In fact, a Cereal.”