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Quotation #40523 from Classic Quotes:

Talking of Pleasure, this moment I was writing with one hand, and with the other holding to my Mouth a Nectarine -- how good how fine. It went down all pulpy, slushy, oozy, all its delicious embonpoint melted down my throat like a large, beautified Strawberry.
John Keats
English lyric poet (1795 - 1821)  

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