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The Bee is not afraid of me

 The Bee is not afraid of me.
I know the Butterfly.
The pretty people in the Woods Receive me cordially -- The Brooks laugh louder when I come -- The Breezes madder play; Wherefore mine eye thy silver mists, Wherefore, Oh Summer's Day?

Poem by Emily Dickinson
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