
Date of issue: 27.04.2017
Song language: English
It was a Time when silly bees could speak |
It was a time when silly bees could speak |
And in that time I was a silly bee |
Who fed on time until my heart 'gan break |
Yet never found the time would favour me |
Of all the swarm I only did not thrive |
Yet brought I wax and hney to the hive |
Then thus I buzzed when time no sap would give: |
Why should this blessed time to me be dry |
Sith by this time the lazy drone doth live |
The wasp, the worm, the gnat, the butterfly? |
Mated with grief I kneeled on my knees |
And thus complained unto the king of bees: |
My liege, gods grant thy time may never end |
And yet vouchsafe to hear my plaint of time |
Which fruitless flies have found to have a friend |
And I cast down when atomies do climb |
The king replied but thus: Peace, peevish bee |
Thou’rt bound to serve the time, the time not thee |