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Brown nuts and almonds from Cestona’s groves, Soft melons come from Castro’s silvery streams; The small black olive that the mountain loves From Orrio’s hills ’mid peach and nectarine gleams. Palencia sends her wine which most esteems The midnight watcher on the tented field, With blissful thoughts to stimulate his dreams When, the watch ended, soon his eyes are sealed By Heaven’s physician, sleep, and all his sorrows healed.