words and wool

morning and evening maids heard the goblins cry:

 "come buy our orchard fruits, come buy, come buy:

  apples and quinces, lemons and oranges,

   plump unpecked cherries- melons and raspberries,

           bloom-down-cheeked peaches... 

                     beautiful words like these i cannot write so i thought i'd pay homage and knit one instead...

                                the autumnal quince in all its woolly coat...