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The slender snail clings to the leaf, / Gray on its silvered underside: / And slowly, slowlier than the snail, with brief / Bright steps, whose ripening touch foretells the sheaf, / Her warm hands berry-dyed, / Comes down the tanned Noontide.
The pungent fragrance of the mint / And pennyroyal drench her gown, / That leaves long shreds of trumpet-blossom tint / Among the thorns, and everywhere the glint / Of gold and white and brown / Her flowery steps waft down.