276." The Prairie States", From Leaves of Grass, Whitman, 1900.

A NEWER garden of creation, no primal solitude,
Dense, joyous, modern, populous millions, cities and farms,
With iron interlaced, composite, tied, many in one,
By all the world contributed—freedom’s and law’s and thrift’s society,
The crown and teeming paradise, so far, of time’s accumulations,
To justify the past.

XCVII  (97)  Emily Dickinson

TO make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,—
One clover, and a bee,
And revery.
The revery alone will do
 If bees are few.