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Burly dozing humblebee
Where thou art is clime for me
Let them sail for Porto Rique,
Far-off heats through seas to seek,

Where the bee sucks, there suck I:
In a cowslip's bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry
On the bat's back I do fly After summer merrily:

Fame is a bee.
It has a song—
It has a sting—
Ah, too, it has a wing.