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Ripe apples drop about my head The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine Nectarine and curious peach Into my hands
A full version of Marvell's poem the Garden is available here, all the melons and you too can fall upon the grass. http://www.luminarium.org/sevenlit/marvell/garden.htm
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