Fairy Land iv Published January 22, 2018 by suprusr 0 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. Related posts: Three Songs Venus and Adonis Fairy Land ii Fairy Land iii suprusr Published in Poems
