When a well known physician of Berlin, Dr. F. G. Zimmerman, felt himself compelled to declare beer a poison, it was Abraham A. Santa Clara of Vienna who, in his “History of the Discovery of Beer,” entitled “Something for All,” 1710, spoke as follows: “Noah planted the first vineyard and the culture of the vine afterwards spread all over the world, but as some climates are too harsh for the grape and prevent its ripening, human ingenuity was forced to discover another drink which should not merely quench thirst, but like wine excite the brain.[7] Among the Germans it is called beer, and its brewing requires a special experience, so that the men of this craft are not counted least among workmen.” So said also Ehinger, Fritsch, Germershausen, Gleditsch, Heuman, Hofman, Sensky, Solms and Trafenreuter. In all this scientific and learned emulation in the matter of fermentation (zymologie) we learn plainly enough that even the representatives of science did not confine their attention to a purely theoretical consideration of the barley juice, but hid the contents of many a can and mug behind their wide stiff collars, the clergy taking their full share in this part of the discussion. Luther’s fondness for beer is well known, and on the evening of that eventful day at Worms, April 18, 1521, the Duke Erich von Braunschweig, sent him a pot of Eimbecker beer, to which he was specially addicted. The students, whether of medicine or theology, used every effort to follow faithfully the illustrious example, whence perhaps it comes that the youth of the high schools and universities, wedded to tradition, still delight to hang about the inviting, wide-yawning door of the cool beer cellar. In the Renaissance, however, the last trace of the _Biercomment_ and _Bierspielen_ was finally lost. [7] Der Noë hat zwar den ersten Weinstock gepflantzt welches Gewuechs nachmals durch die ganze Welt ausgebreitet worden; weil aber etlicher Orten der rauhe Luft dem Weinstock zuwider und folgsam, solcher in dergleichen Orten nicht fruchtsam tuht, also hat der Menschen Witz ein anderes Trunk erfunden welches nicht allein den Durst loeschet sondern gleich dem Wein, auch den Tuermel in den Kopf bringt. [8] The common people would not sober stay, Could find to cup or mouth the nearest way; Enjoyed their life, and of the barley’s blood Swilled day and night the brown and foamy flood. [8] Des Volks gemeine Horte blieb nicht hinten, Es wusste Kneip’ und maul sehr wohl zu finden; Im Hochgenuss des Seins, aus Schlauch und Fass Soff’s Tag und nacht das edle braune Nass.