Bees

Bees are flying insects closely related to wasps and ants, and are known for their role in pollination and for producing honey and beeswax. Bees are a monophyletic lineage within the superfamily Apoidea, presently classified by the unranked taxon name Anthophila. There are nearly 20,000 known species of bees in seven to nine recognized families. They are found on every continent except Antarctica, in every habitat on the planet that contains insect-pollinated flowering plants. The best-known bee species is the European honey bee, which, as its name suggests, produces honey, as do a few other types of bee. Human management of this species is known as beekeeping or apiculture. Quotes thumb|How doth the little busy beeImprove each shining hour~ Isaac Watts Men, like bees, want room. When the hive is overflowing, the bees will swarm, and will be likely to take up their abode where they find the best prospect for honey. In matters of this sort, men are very much like bees. Frederick Douglass, "Composite Nation", lecture in the Parker Fraternity Course, Boston, Massachusetts (1867) Honey bee Honeybees are among the few species of bee to live together as a colony—even bumblebees, who are social in summer, reduce down to a single queen in winter. They work to produce as much honey as they can while flowers are blooming, so as to sustain themselves through the cold season. Helen Jukes, A Honeybee Heart Has Five Openings: A Year of Keeping Bees Cornell University Press 2022 9781501766541 https://books.google.com/books?id=F39VEAAAQBAJ&pg=PA6 6 (240 pages; A Honeybee Heart Has Five Openings 1st edition, 2018 Simon & Schuster UK Ltd.) I began following Grandpa everywhere, climbing into his Pickup truck pickup in the mornings and going to work with him. Thus began my education in the Apiary bee yards of Big Sur, where I learned that a beehive revolved around one principle—the family. Grandpa taught me the hidden language of bees, how to interpret their movements and sounds, and to recognize the different scents they release to communicate with hive mates. His stories about the Shakespearean plots to overthrow the queen and its hierarchy of job positions swept me away to a secret realm when my own became too difficult. Meredith May, Prologue. Swarm 1980 The Honey Bus: A Memoir of Loss, Courage and a Girl Saved by Bees Harlequin 2019 9781488095450 (1st part of quote; 2nd part of quote; last part of quote; 336 pages) Ingentes animos angusto in pectore versant. Their little bodies lodge a mighty soul. Virgil, Georgics (29 BC), Book IV, line 83 (trans. Joseph Addison) Hi motus animorum atque haec certamina tanta Pulveris exigui jactu compressa quiescunt. Yet all this life and movement, all the strifeMay with a pinch of dust be brought to silence. Virgil, Georgics (29 BC), Book IV, lines 86-87 (of bees swarming) Forget not bees in winter, though they sleep. Vita Sackville-West, "Bee-Master", in The Land (1926) Nature’s confectioner, the bee,(Whose suckets are moist alchemy,The still of his refining moldMinting the garden into gold,)Having rifled all the fieldsOf what dainty Flora yields,Ambitious now to take exerciseOf a more fragrant paradise,At my Fuscara’s sleeve arrivedWhere all delicious sweets are hived. John Cleveland, "Fuscara; or, The Bee Errant" Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922) Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 63-64. The honey-bee that wanders all day longThe field, the woodland, and the garden o'er,To gather in his fragrant winter store,Humming in calm content his winter song,Seeks not alone the rose's glowing breast,The lily's dainty cup, the violet's lips,But from all rank and noxious weeds he sipsThe single drop of sweetness closely pressedWithin the poison chalice. Anne C. Lynch Botta, The Lesson of the Bee. The pedigree of honeyDoes not concern the bee;A clover, any time, to himIs aristocracy. Emily Dickinson, Poems. V. (Ed. 1891). His labor is a chant,His idleness a tune;Oh, for a bee's experienceOf clovers and of noon! Emily Dickinson, Poems, XV. The Bee. Burly, dozing humblebee,Where thou art is clime for me.Let them sail for Porto Rique,Far-off heats through seas to seek.I will follow thee alone,Thou animated torrid-zone! Ralph Waldo Emerson, The Humble-Bee. Seeing only what is fair,Sipping only what is sweet,** *Leave the chaff, and take the wheat. Ralph Waldo Emerson, The Humble-Bee. The careful insect 'midst his works I view,Now from the flowers exhaust the fragrant dew,With golden treasures load his little thighs,And steer his distant journey through the skies. John Gay, Rural Sports (1713), Canto I, line 82. Bees work for man, and yet they never bruiseTheir Master's flower, but leave it having done,As fair as ever and as fit to use;So both the flower doth stay and honey run. George Herbert, The Church. Providence. For pitty, Sir, find out that BeeWhich bore my Love awayI'le seek him in your Bonnet brave,He seek him in your eyes. Robert Herrick, Mad Nan's Song. "O bees, sweet bees!" I said; "that nearest fieldIs shining white with fragrant immortelles.Fly swiftly there and drain those honey wells." Helen Hunt Jackson, My Bees. Listen! O, listen!Here ever hum the golden beesUnderneath full-blossoined trees,At once with glowing fruit and flowers crowned. James Russell Lowell, The Sirens, line 94. As busie as a Bee. John Lyly, Euphues and his England, p. 252. The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved, in a tear of the sisters of Phaeton, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar. It has obtained a worthy reward for its great toils; we may suppose that the bee itself would have desired such a death. Martial, Epigrams (c. 80-104 AD), Book IV, Epigram 32. (For same idea see Ant, Fly, Spider; also Pope, under Wonders). In the nice bee, what sense so subtly trueFrom pois'nous herbs extracts the healing dew? Alexander Pope, An Essay on Man (1733-34), Epistle I. 219. For so work the honey-bees,Creatures that by a rule in nature teachThe act of order to a peopled kingdom.They have a king and officers of sorts,Where some, like magistrates, correct at home,Others, like merchants, venture trade abroad,Others like soldiers, armed in their stings,Make boot upon the summers velvet buds,Which pillage they with merry march bring home. William Shakespeare, Henry V (c. 1599), Act I, scene 2, line 188. The solitary BeeWhose buzzing was the only sound of life,Flew there on restless wing,Seeking in vain one blossom where to fix. Robert Southey, Tkalaba, Book VI, Stanza 13. The little bee returns with evening's gloom,To join her comrades in the braided hive,Where, housed beside their mighty honey-comb,They dream their polity shall long survive. Charles Tennyson Turner, A Summer Night in the Bee Hive. How doth the little busy beeImprove each shining hour,And gather honey all the dayFrom every opening flower. Isaac Watts, Against Idleness. The wild Bee reels from bough to boughWith his furry coat and his gauzy wing,Now in a lily cup, and nowSetting a jacinth bell a-swing,In his wandering. Oscar Wilde, Her Voice''. See also Honey Ants Bee Movie External links Bee bee Category:Insects https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_k-pfERSdw