"Beneath some orange-trees, Whose fruit and blossoms in the breeze Were wantoning together free, Like age at play with infancy."
The orange, also called sweet orange to distinguish it from the bitter orange, is the fruit of a tree in the family Rutaceae. Botanically, this is the hybrid Citrus × sinensis, between the pomelo and the mandarin orange. The chloroplast genome, and therefore the maternal line, is that of pomelo. Hybrids of the sweet orange form later types of mandarin and the grapefruit. The sweet orange has had i
"Kennst du das Land wo die Citronen blühen, Im dunkeln Laub die Gold-Orangen gluhn, Ein sanfter Wind om blauen Himmel webt Die Myrtle still und hoch der Lorbeer steht? Kennst du es wohl? Dahin! Dahin, Möcht ich mit dir, O mein Geliebter, ziehn"
Oranges"The orange is ripe the sun-filled orange is ripe"
Oranges"If I were yonder orange-tree And thou the blossom blooming there, I would not yield a breath of thee To scent the most imploring air!"
Oranges"The happy bells shall ring Marguerite; The summer birds shall sing Marguerite; You smile but you shall wear Orange blossoms in your hair, Marguerite."
Oranges"And she feeds you tea and oranges That come all the way from China. And just when you mean to tell her That you have no love to give her Then she gets you on her wavelength And she lets the river answer That youve always been her lover."
Oranges"If you are the basket of oranges I am the knife of the sun."
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