Lines from The Bee by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
His feet are shod with gauze,
His helmet is of gold;
His breast, a single onyx
With chryoprase,* inlaid.
His labor is a chant,
His idleness a tune;
*an opalescent green gemstone
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Chive Blossoms and a Buzzing Bee
Labels:
Bee,
British Columbia Central Interior,
Chives,
Garden,
Poem