nam quid ego adiciam, de quo mihi maxima famast, hortorum in manibus dona probata meis? prima mihi variat liventibus uva racemis, et coma lactenti spicea fruge tumet; hic dulcis cerasos, hic autumnalia pruna cernis et aestivo mora rubere die; insitor hic solvit pomosa vota corona, cum pirus invito stipite mala tulit.
Need I add, wherein lies my chief renown, that my hands are filled with the gardens choicest fruit? It is for me that the first grape darkens on the purpling cluster, and the spiky corn-ear swells with milky grain; at my feet you see sweet cherries, at my feet autumn plums and the mulberry blushing in the summertime; here the grafter pays his vows with a garland of fruit, when the pears reluctant stock has borne him apples.
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