letters from dickinson to joseph lyman
We had merry talk about them the other day. Austin wanted me to say what is their music. So he
went buzzed like one and I mocked the wee hum they make down in the calix of a holly hock. I'm sure I don't know much about bumble bees tho' I have seen them a hundred times go thump down into on a clover buttercup head & never dig come out. But Father came out from the sanctity of his Sunday nap and said he was glad to see the little people enjoy themselves.
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