The Garden – Jul 1
What wondrous life is this I lead!
Ripe apples drop about my head;
The luscious clusters of the vine
Into my mouth do crush their wine
The nectarine and curious peach
Into my hands themselves do reach
Stumbling on melons, as I pass.
Insnar’d with flowers, I fall on grass.
-Andrew Marvell
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