caeruleus cucumis tumidoque cucurbita ventre me notat et iunco brassica vincta levi; nec flos ullus hiat pratis, quin ille decenter impositus fronti langueat ante meae.
The dark-green cucumber, the pot-bellied gourd, and the cabbage tied up with a frail rush mark me out; and not a flower opens in the meadows but will droop before my face in comely fashion when placed upon my brow.
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