Poems — First Series by Emily Dickinson, Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Mabel Loomis Todd
The Murmur of a Bee
The murmur of a bee A witchcraft yieldeth me. If any ask me why, 'T were easier to die Than tell.
The red upon the hill Taketh away my will; If anybody sneer, Take care, for God is here, That's all.
The breaking of the day Addeth to my degree; If any ask me how, Artist, who drew me so, Must tell!