Noon with a depth of shadow beneath the trees
Shakes in the heat, quivers to the sound of lutes:
Half shaded, half sunlit, a great bowl of fruits
Glistens purple and golden: the flasks of wine
Cool in their panniers of snow: silks muffle and shine:
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The Black Death of Europe reached far and wide; even into the joy and carefree of the young. No one is immune to death's final grasp. final