Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Two: Nature
LXV
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| LIKE trains of cars on tracks of plush | |
| I hear the level bee: | |
| A jar across the flowers goes, | |
| Their velvet masonry | |
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| Withstands until the sweet assault | 5 |
| Their chivalry consumes, | |
| While he, victorious, tilts away | |
| To vanquish other blooms. | |
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| His feet are shod with gauze, | |
| His helmet is of gold; | 10 |
| His breast, a single onyx | |
| With chrysoprase, inlaid. | |
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| His labor is a chant, | |
| His idleness a tune; | |
| Oh, for a bee’s experience | 15 |
| Of clovers and of noon! | |
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