111 <br /> <br />The Bee is not afraid of me. <br />I know the Butterfly. <br />The pretty people in the Woods <br />Receive me cordially— <br /> <br />The Brooks laugh louder when I come— <br />The Breezes madder play; <br />Wherefore mine eye thy silver mists, <br />Wherefore, Oh Summer's Day?<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-bee-is-not-afraid-of-me/
