"Quince," from the Book of Songs
She tossed a quince to me —
I repaid with a precious girdle-gem.
But this was no repayment,
It just shows that I'll love her forever.
She tossed a peach to me —
I repaid with a precious greenstone;
But this was no repayment,
It just shows that I'll love her forever.
She tossed a plum to me —
I repaid with a precious stone of ebon;
But this was no repayment,
It just shows that I'll love her forever.