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Morning Song of the Bees
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Louisa May Alcott


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Awake! awake! for the earliest gleam
Of golden sunlight shines
On the rippling waves, that brightly flow
Beneath the flowering vines.
Awake! awake! for the low, sweet chant
Of the wild-birds' morning hymn
Comes floating by on the fragrant air,
Through the forest cool and dim;
Then spread each wing,
And work, and sing,
Through the long, bright sunny hours;
O'er the pleasant earth
We journey forth,
For a day among the flowers.

"Awake! awake! for the summer wind
Hath bidden the blossoms unclose,
Hath opened the violet's soft blue eye,
And wakened the sleeping rose.
And lightly they wave on their slender stems
Fragrant, and fresh, and fair,
Waiting for us, as we singing come
To gather our honey-dew there.
Then spread each wing,
And work, and sing,
Through the long, bright sunny hours;
O'er the pleasant earth
We journey forth,
For a day among the flowers!


This poem is in the public domain.




Louisa May Alcott was one of four daughters born to Bronson and May Alcott. Poverty was their constant companion; Mr. Alcott spent most of his life teaching and philosophizing and Louisa worked from an early age to help with expenses. She worked as a governess, a seamstress, a laundress, and a nurse but, at heart, she was always a writer. Her work ranged from gentle children's stories to torrid romances; her first book, published at the age of 23, was a collection of stories for Ralph Waldo Emerson's daughter, who was a friend and neighbor. (Other neighbors in Concord, Massachusetts, included Henry David Thoreau and Nathaniel Hawthorne.) Louisa's best known work is Little Women, which has never been out of print since it was first published in 1868; it has been translated into more than fifty languages.

 

 


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Troy Weston :
Yes we join the bees and listen to their story. They are one with the Creation of our Lord Jesus who loves them as much as the flowers they visit and as much as He loves everything and everyone. Only the last few lines truly delight us as we hear the lovely refrain of the bees song Troy Weston
Posted 06/26/2022 11:39 AM
Darrell Arnold:
I love seeing the names of the classic poets in Jayne's introductions. It means something exceptional is coming. Wow. We have a garden we've filled with plants that bees and hummingbirds love, and we have an abundance of both. I'm sure, to a bee, life is hard work from right after birth to death. But, from my perspective, what a beautiful world that is! This woman had talent. Imagine writing a book that has never gone out of print in 154 years. Amazing, extraordinary, incredible. If only . . . . . .
Posted 06/26/2022 08:39 AM


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