The nearest dream recedes, unrealized.

The nearest dream recedes, unrealized.
  The heaven we chase
  Like the June bee
  Before the school-boy
  Invites the race;
  Stoops to an easy clover
  Then to the royal clouds
  Lifts his light pinnace
  Heedless of the boy
Staring, bewildered, at the mocking sky.

  Homesick for steadfast honey,
  Ah! the bee flies not
That brews that rare variety.

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson was an American poet. more…

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