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the humble-bee. - Ralph Waldo Emerson, The Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson, vol. 9 (Poems) [1909]

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The Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson, in 12 vols. Fireside Edition (Boston and New York, 1909).

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the humble-bee.

    • Burly, dozing humble-bee,
    • 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!
    • Zigzag steerer, desert cheerer,
    • Let me chase thy waving lines;
    • Keep me nearer, me thy hearer.
    • Singing over shrubs and vines.
    • Insect lover of the sun,
    • Joy of thy dominion!
    • Sailor of the atmosphere;
    • Swimmer through the waves of air!
    • Voyager of light and noon;
    • Epicurean of June;
    • Wait, I prithee, till I come
    • Within earshot of thy hum,—
    • All without is martyrdom.
    • When the south wind, in May days,
    • With a net of shining haze
    • Silvers the horizon wall,
    • And with softness touching all,
    • Tints the human countenance
    • With a color of romance,
    • And infusing subtle heats,
    • Turns the sod to violets,
    • Thou, in sunny solitudes,
    • Rover of the underwoods,
    • The green silence dost displace
    • With thy mellow, breezy bass.
    • Hot midsummer's petted crone,
    • Sweet to me thy drowsy tone
    • Tells of countless sunny hours
    • Long days, and solid banks of flowers;
    • Of gulfs of sweetness without bound
    • In Indian wildernesses found;
    • Of Syrian peace, immortal leisure,
    • Firmest cheer, and bird-like pleasure.
    • Aught unsavory or unclean
    • Hath my insect never seen;
    • But violets and bilberry bells,
    • Maple-sap and daffodels,
    • Grass with green flag half-mast high,
    • Succory to match the sky,
    • Columbine with horn of honey,
    • Scented fern, and agrimony,
    • Clover, catchfly, adder's-tongue
    • And brier-roses, dwelt among;
    • All beside was unknown waste,
    • All was picture as he passed.
    • Wiser far than human seer,
    • Yellow-breeched philosopher!
    • Seeing only what is fair,
    • Sipping only what is sweet,
    • Thou dost mock at fate and care,
    • Leave the chaff, and take the wheat.
    • When the fierce northwestern blast
    • Cools sea and land so far and fast,
    • Thou already slumberest deep;
    • Woe and want thou canst outsleep;
    • Want and woe, which torture us,
    • Thy sleep makes ridiculous.