| 1 | The first Queen Bee ascended to present Bel some honey. |
| 2 | The God was so delighted with the offering, |
| 3 | He promised to grant whatever wish she should ask. |
| 4 | She therefore besought him, saying: Give me, I pray thee, a sting, |
| 5 | That if any mortal shall approach to take my honey, I may kill him. |
| 6 | Bel was much displeased, for he loved the race of men, |
| 7 | Yet could not refuse the granting of the request because of his promise. |
| 8 | He thus answered the Bee: You shall have your request, |
| 9 | But it will be at the peril of your own life. |
| 10 | For if you use your sting, it shall remain in the wound you make, |
| 11 | And then you will die from the loss of it. |
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