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“And pray, who are you?" Said the Violet blue To the Bee, with surprise, At his wonderful size, In her eyeglass of dew. "I, madam," quoth he, "Am a publican Bee, Collecting the tax Of honey and wax. Have you nothing for me?”

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John B. Tabb was an American poet born on March 22, 1845, and died on November 19, 1909. His poetry is known for its emotional sincerity and beautiful language, making a significant impact on the development of American poetry. more

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