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TUSCAN OLIVES: RISPETTO 2 by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON

First Line: WE WALKED ALONG THE TERRACED OLIVE-YARD
Last Line: HE HAD HIS MEAGRE WINE, AND WE OUR LOVE.
Subject(s): LOVE; OLIVE TREES AND OLIVES; TUSCANY, ITALY;
We walked along the terraced olive-yard,
And talked together till we lost the way;
We met a peasant, bent with age and hard,
Bruising the grape-skins in a vase of clay;

Bruising the grape-skins for the second wine,
We did not drink, and left him, Love of mine;
Bruising the grapes already bruised enough:
He had his meagre wine, and we our love.



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