Edgar Lee Masters,
Starved Rock
“ THE WEDDING FEASTSaid the chief of the marriage feast to the groom,Whence is this blood of the vine?Men serve at first the best, he said,And at the last, poor wine.Said the chief of the marriage feast to the groom,When the guests have drunk their fillThey drink whatever wine you serve,Nor know the good from the ill.How have you kept the good till nowWhen our hearts nor care nor see?Said the chief of the marriage feast to the groom,Whence may this good wine be?Said the chief of the marriage feast, this wineIs the best of all by far. ”
