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  • O, blackberry tart, with berries as big as your thumb, purple and black, and thick with juice, and a crust to endear them that will go to cream in your mouth, and both passing down with such a taste that will make you close your eyes and wish you might live forever in the wideness of that rich moment.

    Richard Llewellyn (2009). “How Green Was My Valley”, p.88, Simon and Schuster