Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers;
How brave, how bright his life! then mark him hiv'd,
Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell,
Thus it is in the world-hive; most where men
Lie deep in cities as in drifts.


Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical (1917)


Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers; How brave, how bright his life! then mark him hiv'd, Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell,...

Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers; How brave, how bright his life! then mark him hiv'd, Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell,...

Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers; How brave, how bright his life! then mark him hiv'd, Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell,...

Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers; How brave, how bright his life! then mark him hiv'd, Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell,...