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The nearest dream recedes by Emily Dickinson (10th December, 1830 – 15th May, 1886)

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.

Goldfinch by Carel Fabritius (27th February, 1622 – 12th October, 1654)