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The qualities all in a bee that we meet, In an epigram never should fail The body should always be little and sweet, And a sting should be felt in its tail.
Edward Young
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Edward Young
Died: 1765
Died: April 5
Literary Critic
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Upham
Hampshire
Littles
Bees
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Tails
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