<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416503" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Fruit Piece</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The afternoon of summer folds<br>Its warm arms round the marigolds,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And with its gleaming fingers, pets<br>The watered pinks and violets</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That from the casement vases spill,<br>Over the cottage window-sill,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their fragrance down the garden walks<br>Where droop the dry-mouthed hollyhocks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How vividly the sunshine scrawls<br>The grape-vine shadows on the walls!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How like a truant swings the breeze<br>In high boughs of the apple-trees!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The slender 'free-stone' lifts aloof,<br>Full languidly above the roof,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A hoard of fruitage, stamped with gold<br>And precious mintings manifold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">High up, through curled green leaves, a pear<br>Hangs hot with ripeness here and there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beneath the sagging trellisings,<br>In lush, lack-lustre clusterings,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Great torpid grapes, all fattened through<br>With moon and sunshine, shade and dew,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Until their swollen girths express<br>But forms of limp deliciousness--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Drugged to an indolence divine<br>With heaven's own sacramental wine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416503" data-title="A Fruit Piece de James Whitcomb Riley" data-description="The afternoon of summer folds Its warm arms round the marigolds, And with its gleaming fingers, pets The watered pinks and violets That from the casement vases spill, Over the cottage window-sill, Their fragrance down the garden walks Where dro..."></div> </div> </div>

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