Emily Dickinson - We should not mind so small a flower lyrics

81 We should not mind so small a flower Except it quiet bring Our little garden that we lost Back to the Lawn again So spicy her Carnations nod So drunken, reel her Bees So silver steal a hundred flutes From out a hundred trees That whoso sees this little flower By faith may clear behold The Bobolinks around the throne And Dandelions gold