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The Sycamore Tree in the Orchard

The sycamore tree moves her mouth and speaks to me: "The drops of sap in her mouth are like the honey of bees. She is a beauty, her leaves lovely, flourishing And verdant, laden with fruit, both ripe and green.

She is redder than red jasper. Her leaves are malachite. Her bark is blue faience, Her wood is feldspar green.

My shadow cools the air. The gardeners rejoice at the sight of me. Beneath me is a festival booth and a hut. Spend the day in delight, a morning and another, Reclining in my shade."

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