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THE BEE by EMILY DICKINSON

Poet Analysis

First Line: LIKE TRAINS OF CARS ON TRACKS OF PLUSH
Last Line: OF CLOVERS AND OF NOON!
Subject(s): BEES; INSECTS; BEEKEEPING; BUGS;
Like trains of cars on tracks of plush
I hear the level bee:
A jar across the flowers goes,
Their velvet masonry
Withstands until the sweet assault
Their chivalry consumes,
While he, victorious, tilts away
To vanquish other blooms.
His feet are shod with gauze,
His helmet is of gold;
His breast, a single onyx
With chrysoprase, inlaid.
His labor is a chant,
His idleness a tune;
Oh, for a bee's experience
Of clovers and of noon!


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