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Sage-leaf is bitter-pungent—so's a quince:Eat each who's able! But through all three bite boldly—lo, the gust!Flavour—no fixture—Flies permeating flesh and leaf and crustIn fine admixture. So with your meal, my poem: masticateSense, sight and song there! Digest these, and I praise your peptics' state,Nothing found wong there. Whence springs my illustration who can tell?—The more surprising That here eggs, milk, cheese, fruit suffice so wellFor gormandizing.
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