Английское стихотворение об обычае сообщать пчёлам о свадьбе, рождении и смерти
О традициях почтительного уважения к пчелам пишет, например, Редьярд Киплинг в сказке "Пак с волшебных холмов":.
A Maiden in her glory,
Upon her wedding-day,
Must tell her Bees the story,
Or else they'll fly away.
Fly away—die away—
Dwindle down and leave you!
But if you don't deceive your Bees,
Your Bees will not deceive you.
Marriage, birth or buryin',
News across the seas,
All you're sad or merry in,
You must tell the Bees.
Tell 'em coming in an' out,
Where the Fanners fan,
Because the Bees are justabout
As curious as a man!
Don't you wait where trees are,
When the lightnings play;
Nor don't you hate where Bees are,
Or else they'll pine away.
Pine away—dwine away—
Anything to leave you!
But if you never grieve your Bees,
Your Bees will never grieve you!
К сожалению, не нашел варианта на русском, хотя кажется Галина Усова это ситихотворение переводила
