Flowers and Their Friends

How flowers and insects came to need each other, explained to children by a teacher who refused to talk down — “it would be very stupid indeed to try to read a book written in Arabic,” she begins, so look up every word you don't know.

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The Bee

I AM a rollicking bumblebee.

I sail through the air as it pleases me.

But rush fearlessly forth in the March wind's
But rush fearlessly forth in the March wind's

I sail by the trees and around the flowers; I love the sun and hate the showers.

I have a taste does credit to me; I never eat bread and such fiddle-dee-dee.

For honey and pollen 's the sensible food; They favor digestion and suit the mood.

I sleep in my nest all winter long, But rush fearlessly forth in the March wind's song, For I'm sure there's some one waiting for me, Since a hyacinth blue 's in love with this bee!

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The Bee — from Flowers and Their Friends (1897)

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