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July and the Bumble-bee.
July comes with song and laughter,
Clover-blossoms in her hands;
Bumble-bee comes buzzing after,—
jacket brown with yellow bands.
"I have been the whole field over,
North and south and east and west;
And if I'm a judge of clover,
You, July, have found the best!
"I'll give all my honey-pleasures
That in fields and gardens lie,
If you'll share the stolen treasures,
In your dainty bands, July!"
"Ho sir! for you fret and grumble;
(Grumble-bees the name for you!)
But if ever you grow humble
What you ask me, then I'll do!"
Edith M. Thomas.
