The revery alone will do If bees are few.
Fame is a bee It has a song - It has a sting - Ah, too, it has a wing.
His Labor is a Chant - His Idleness -a Tune - Oh, for a Bee's experience Of Clovers, and of Noon!
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, -