Near Dusk
Gold, red and green flies
Tease each other in the copse,
While a tanager takes the air
In three hops.
Heavy bees go mumbling,
Orange, black and brown;
Little tads go tumbling
Up and down.
White moths whirr and flutter
In the glowworm light,
Bronze beetles plod and pass
Tease each other in the copse,
While a tanager takes the air
In three hops.
Heavy bees go mumbling,
Orange, black and brown;
Little tads go tumbling
Up and down.
White moths whirr and flutter
In the glowworm light,
Bronze beetles plod and pass
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