Where The Bee Sucks (from The Tempest) Poem by William Shakespeare
Where The Bee Sucks (from The Tempest)
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.
There I couch when owls do cry. On the bat's back I do fly. Shakespeare lived another world. His images are completely different. tony
This song is from The Tempest and is sung by Ariel, a sprite in the service of Prospero. A beautiful poem indeed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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4/19/2024 10:34:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The Tempest Superb! Superb!