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71 And yet another:

And a fourth:

And citrons, in colour as virgin gold, dropping from on high and dangling among the branches, as they were ingots of vegetable gold, as saith thereof the poet El Welhan:

And shaddocks, that hung among their boughs, as they were the breasts of gazelle-like virgins, contenting the utmost of desire, as saith of them the poet and saith well:

And the lemon, sweet of savour, which resembles a hen’s egg, but yellowness is the ornament of its ripe fruit, and its fragrance heartens him who plucks it, as saith the poet of it: