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First Line: Bathsheba came out to the sun
Last Line: Telling the bees.
Subject(s): Bees; Insects; Beekeeping; Bugs


BATHSHEBA came out to the sun,
Out to our walled cherry-trees;
The tears adown her cheek did run,
Bathsheba standing in the sun,
Telling the bees.

My mother had that moment died;
Unknowing, sped I to the trees,
And plucked Bathsheba's hand aside;
Then caught the name that there she cried
Telling the bees.

Her look I never can forget,
I that held sobbing to her knees;
The cherry-boughs above us met;
I think I see Bathsheba yet
Telling the bees.





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