PoemFairy Land IV
Author / PoetWilliam Shakespeare
TagsFairy, Magic, Nature, Song

Where the bee sucks, there suck I:
In a cowslip’s bell I lie;
There I couch 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.

William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare
23 Apr 1564 - 23 Apr 1616
Region: Northern Europe
Period: Renaissance
Movement: English Renaissance

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