...later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er-briinmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid...Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume...

...hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. (11. 1—11; emphasis added) These are powerful images, and they provide readers with a fundamental...

...hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, 10 Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells. 2 Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless...

...bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. II Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath...

...later flowers for the bees, 10 Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid...may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, 15 Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind, Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with...

...mellow fruitfulness! Close bosom friend of the maturing sun." He then asks, "Who has not often seen thee "... sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reaped furrow lain asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies; while thy hook Spares the next swathe,...

...later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath...

...later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath...

...later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o'er-brimmed their clammy cells. Who hath not seen thee oft amid...Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reaped furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath...

...hazel shells With a sweet kernel, to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.108 The lines are extraordinarily satisfying. They are so tactile, so heavy, so luxurious in...