Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles —

Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles —
Buccaneers of Buzz.
Ride abroad in ostentation
And subsist on Fuzz.

Fuzz ordained — not Fuzz contingent —
Marrows of the Hill.
Jugs — a Universe’s fracture
Could not jar or spill.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles —

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