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My Bees: An Allegory

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"O bees, sweet bees!" I said, "that nearest field
Is shining white with fragrant immortelles.
Fly swiftly there and drain those honey wells."
Then, spicy pines the sunny hive to shield,
I set, and patient for the autumn's yield
Of sweet I waited.
When the village bells
Rang frosty clear, and from their satin cells
The chestnuts leaped, rejoicing, I unsealed
My hive.

Alas! no snowy honey there
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Dante' Camerlengo 28 August 2008

Another poem worthy of its subjects. Nice allegory.

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