Friday, May 1, 2009

A FAIRY'S LIFE from The Tempest William Shakespere

Where the bee sucks there suck I:
In a cowslip's bell I lie:
There I crouch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly
After summer merrily.
Merrily, merrily shall I live now,
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.

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