A portrait of Adonis

"Summers sweet wine."
"A Yorkshire summer is like no other,"
"Full of fruits those other harvests merely try to emulate,"
"From hills and dales that cannot be painted in any ordinary palette,"
"With passion and emotion from the source of time,"
"The lushest of greens, na'er seen,"
"With the sweetest of brooks to still this vintage,"
"Corks of coarsest grit to seal its scent,"
"A Yorkshire wine is heaven sent,"
"It's full body of deepest elderflower steeps, While gently Yorkshire’s rose it keeps, With foxgloves as a natures chalice,"
"And the sweetest nectar that runeth off its dales,"
"Into the heart of swales and esk,"
"Through both light and dark its filtered peaks,"
"And into Loxley so it creeps,"
"To rest among the hearts of kings and gods alike,"
"So come then my friends, both new and old,"
"Hold high your chalice to Yorkshire gold, and fill up your heart with life's sweet wine,"
"Made from a Yorkshire summertime,"
"The last not seen for many seasons, though hidden it remains,"
"It quenches nature’s thirst, and matures the last of summers wine,"
"In casks of Yorkshire girth"

Summer sweet wine

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