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Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
Half-way up the hill, I see you at last, lying beneath me with your sounds and sights. A city in the twilight, dim and vast, with smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.
I drive men mad for love of me. Easily beaten, never free.
Five men were eating apples, A finished before B, but behind C. D finished before E, but behind B. What was the finishing order?
What do you throw out when you need it but put away when you donβt?
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?