What wondrous existence is that this I lead!
Ripe apples drop approximately my head;
The luscious clusters of the vine
Upon my mouth do overwhelm their wine;
The nectarine and curious peach
Into my palms themselves do achieve;
Stumbling on melons, as I go,
Ensnared with vegetation, I fall on grass.
In the meantime the intellect from delight much less
Withdraws into its happiness;
The thoughts, that Ocean the place every single style
Does immediately its possess resemblance discover;
But it creates, transcending those,
A long way different worlds, and different seas;
Annihilating all which is made
To a eco-friendly notion in a inexperienced colour.