Bee! tell me whence do you come ?
Ten fields away, twenty perhaps,
Have heard your hum.
If you are from the north, you may
Have passed my mother's roof of straw
Upon your way.
If you came from the south, you should
Have seen another cottage just
Inside the wood.
And should you go back that way, please
Carry a message to the house
Among the trees.
Say—I will wait her at the rock
Beside the stream, this very night
At eight o'clock.
And ask your queen when you get home
To send my queen the present of
A honeycomb.
Songs From The Clay [1915]
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