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Or Almond gleaming with a rosy flame.I greed not Coleworts or fine greens to grow,Or Beets of bigness by no garden borne,Or Scallion ever shooting at the head,Ne'er deem I any for the seed-full Gourd,Basil or Cucumbers aground bestrown,Come to my garth; or sessile Lettuces;Or that one nightly lustful Rockets rob,