"One day, on his way, Bacchus encountered a plant.

Having deemed it delicate and to his taste, he took the bone of a bird and slipped the plant into. As the plant grew, the god transferred it into a lion's bone.

But this bone becoming too cramped, Bacchus turned to the bone of a donkey to host his find.

Cheerfulness, strength, stupidity, the trilogy of wine : from its childhood, the vine has received the gift to make happy and robust the one who drinks moderately its exquisite juice and at the same time, to weaken and stupefy the one who abuses. "

Larousse du XIX ème


"Bacchus" Michelangelo Caravaggio

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