The bee is not afraid of me

Emily Dickinson(1830–1886)

1890

The bee is not afraid of me,I know the butterfly;The pretty people in the woodsReceive me cordially.

The brooks laugh louder when I come,The breezes madder play.Wherefore, mine eyes, thy silver mists?Wherefore, O summer's day?

From Poems (1890), the first published collection, via the English Wikisource transcription.

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