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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355259" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Two Bees</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">But a few words could William say,<br>And those few could not speak plain,<br>Yet thought he was a man one day;<br>Never saw I boy so vain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>From what could vanity proceed<br>In such a little lisping lad?<br>Or was it vanity indeed?<br>Or was he only very glad?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>For he without his maid may go<br>To the heath with elder boys,<br>And pluck ripe berries where they grow:<br>Well may William then rejoice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Be careful of your little charge;<br>Elder boys, let him not rove;<br>The heath is wide, the heath is large,<br>From your sight he must not move.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But rove he did: they had not been<br>One short hour the heath upon,<br>When he was nowhere to be seen;<br>'Where,' said they, 'is William gone?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Mind not the elder boys' distress;<br>Let them run, and let them fly.<br>Their own neglect and giddiness<br>They are justly suffering by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>William his little basket filled<br>With his berries ripe and red;<br>Then, naughty boy, two bees he killed,<br>Under foot he stamped them dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>William had coursed them o'er the heath,<br>After them his steps did wander;<br>When he was nearly out of breath,<br>The last bee his foot was under.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A cruel triumph which did not<br>Last but for a moment's space,<br>For now he finds that he has got<br>Out of sight of every face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>What are the berries now to him?<br>What the bees which he has slain?<br>Fear now possesses every limb,<br>He cannot trace his steps again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The poor bees William had affrighted<br>In more terror did not haste<br>Than he from bush to bush, benighted<br>And alone amid the waste.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Late in the night the child was found:<br>He who these two bees had crushed<br>Was lying on the cold damp ground,<br>Sleep had then his sorrows hushed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A fever followed from the fright,<br>And from sleeping in the dew;<br>He many a day and many a night<br>Suffered ere he better grew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>His aching limbs while sick he lay<br>Made him learn the crushed bees' pain;<br>Oft would he to his mother say,<br>'I ne'er will kill a bee again.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Lamb">Charles Lamb</a><div class=q>
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And those few could not speak plain,
Yet thought he was a man one day;
Never saw I boy so vain.


From what could vanity proceed
In such a little lisping lad?
Or was it vanity indeed?
Or was he only very glad?


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