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Strawberries that in gardens grow
Are plump and juicy fine,
But sweeter far as wise men know
Spring from the woodland vine.
No need for bowl or silver spoon,
Sugar or spice or cream,
Has the wild berry plucked in June
Beside the trickling stream.
Excerpted from the poem "Wild Strawberries."
Used with permission of A P Watt, on behalf of The Trustees of the Robert Graves Copyright Trust.
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Robert Graves (1895-1985) was a poet, novelist, mythographer, critic, translator, and historian. Born in Wimbledon, he lived most of his life in Deià, Mallorca. Best known for his war poetry and his novel, I,Claudius, much of Robert’s work has never been out of print. He survived three near-death experiences, was friends with celebrities ranging from T. E. Lawrence (Lawrence of Arabia) to Ava Gardner, and his personal life reads like pure pulp fiction; but it's Robert's body of more than 140 works that will cause him to be remembered as one of the twentieth century’s most significant writers.
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tannerlynne:
I just picked this summer's first plump blackberries growing along my road... Yes!
Posted 06/23/2011 05:16 PM
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Gail Goepfert:
The idea of simply being able to pick a berry beside a trickling stream (without worrying about pesticides or other pollution) is so inviting!
Posted 06/23/2011 01:55 PM
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dotief@comcast.net:
Makes me recall wild blackberries in North Carolina. We'd just pop them in our mouths, close our eyes, and practically purr. No wonder the Queen Mother liked wild strawberries!
Posted 06/23/2011 07:35 AM
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Katrina:
Wild strawberries were the favourite fruit of The Queen Mother in Great Britain Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon (4 August 1900 â 30 March 2002). They grow like weeds in my garden and all I have to do is share them with the birds.
Posted 06/23/2011 06:17 AM
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