In the 18th century, Hogarth
did this sort of thing brilliantly.
Pretty sure he liked beer....
EDIT: The inscription below reads:
BEER, happy produce of our isle,
Can sinewy strength impart,
And wearied with fatigue and toil
Can chear each manly heart.
Labour and Art, upheld by thee
Successfully advance,
We quaff thy balmy juice with glee
And WATER leave to France.
Genius of health, thy grateful taste
Rivals the cup of Jove
And warms each English generous breast
With Liberty and Love.
I love especially how they refer to 'thy balmy juice' - English warm beer!