This brand is more delicious than all else. Which housewives shun but the bee-master tells With dark green honey, clear as chrysoprase, Whence, load by load, through the long summer days Green leaves and pale-stemmed clusters of green strong flowersīuild heavy-perfumed, cool, green-twilight bowers Thence there flowsĪs though hot noon had found a droning voice Short-stemmed upon the naked downs, to yield It spreads thick-flowering or in wildness springs Round farms like islands in the rolling weald, Those blossoms fall ere June, warm June that brings Honey more sweet than nectar of the gods. The Apple and the Hawthorn bloom together,Īnd all day long the plundering hordes go roundīut from that gathered essence they compound Of piled snow lately hung, and richer streamsįirst week come in with sudden summer weather, Gleam white with loads of blossom where the gleams Then in the dark hillsides the Cherry-trees This for the first sign of the honey-flow. Stealing the nectar: and bee-masters know Round the pale willow-catkins there are seen Tells of the coming spring and suns grow stronger, Late in March, when the days are growing longer
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