Swift without violence, without terror great.
Of Thetis taken out his nap,
And, like a lobster boil'd, the morn
From black to red began to turn.
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Spring may boast her flowery prime,
Yet the vineyard's ruby treasures
Brighten Autumn's sob'rer time.
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RGB: 173 155 121
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RGB: 138 255 164
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RGB: 205 196 242
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RGB: 176 223 249
How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair;
How can ye chant, ye little birds,
And I sae weary fu' o' care!
