A Bee His Burnished Carriage

- Written by Emily Dickinson.

''A Bee his burnished Carriage Drove boldly to a Rose — Combinedly alighting — Himself — his Carriage was — The Rose received his visit With frank tranquillity Withholding not a Crescent To his Cupidity — Their Moment consummated — Remained for him — to flee — Remained for her — of rapture But the humility.''