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Bees by Ralph Waldo Emerson |
Burly, dozing humblebee, Where thou art is clime for me. Let them sail for Porto Rique, Far-off heats through seas to seek. I will follow thee alone, Thou animated torrid-zone! |
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Bees by Ralph Waldo Emerson |
Seeing only what is fair, Sipping only what is sweet, Leave the chaff, and take the wheat. |
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