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. Cumberland's British Theatre: With Remarks, Biographical and Critical ... - Strona 50 1826 Pełny widok -
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