Through whom, O Lord, thou dost ever create, sanctify, quicken, bless and bestow all these good things upon us.
This paragraph near the end of the Canon can confuse people. They can take it as refering to the consecrated Elements upon the altar. But the language is highly inappropriate if the Sacrament is meant. The Blessed Sacrament is not Blessed Bread, like the Antidoron of the orientals or the Blest Bread of Medieval England. It is the transsubstantiated Body of Christ our God.
This paragraph originally concluded the blessing of substances brought to the Altar: such as oil on Maundy Thursday ... and beans on Ascension Day! Not that beans had a liturgical association with the dogma of the Ascension: it just happened that the bean harvest in Rome coincided with the Ascension (no, don't ask me how the bean-harvest fluctuated according to the varying date of Easter ... just don't go there ...). And the first grapes were available to be blessed on the feast of S Xystus!
Bless, O Lord, also these new fruits of grape which thou O Lord by the dew of heaven and the showers of rain and the serenity and quietness of the seasons hast deigned to bring to ripeness, and hast given them to our uses to receive them with thanksgiving in the Name of our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom etc..
The Latinity is workmanlike, I almost wrote banausic, even gauche and gawky, with little in the way of rhetorical flourishes or theological sparkle. Roman, in fact, in its sobriety and earthiness.
I sometimes feel sad at the opportunities the post-Conciliar reformers missed. In their keenness to spend long hours inventing innovations ... such as new Eucharistic Prayers and lectionary systems yanked ex nihilo ... they rarely bothered to go for the organic development which the Council had actually mandated. They could have allowed local hierarchies to incorporate appropriate blessings at this point in the Canon, and thus also have promoted a genuine inculturation which yet was totally within the spirit of the traditional Roman Rite.
I wonder if it would be nice, on some feast in August, to bless fragrant flowers at this point in the Mass? The feast, perhaps, of Someone whose empty tomb when opened was found to be filled with fragrant flowers? Until Pius XII set his pruning hook to August 15, we used to share all those delightful 'apocryphal' legends with the Orientals; as far as I am aware, they are now totally forgotten in the West. Very narrowing.