Best Casks Poems

Steep slate slopes glow in autumn gold
Below jagged white aretes. 
Strong young men hunt among the crags
Pursuing choice chamois and deer.

Valley maids harvest purple grapes.
Laughing children mash-dance in vats.
Women stir yeast to set the brew
And lid and cork some oaken casks.

Auld men rest warm on...

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