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Poetry · Poem
WHERE the bee sucks, there suck I
William ShakespeareEnglish RenaissancePoem
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SOURCE TEXT · English original
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.
Cultural reading
Reading the poem
A spirit names where it feeds, lies and couches among flowers, rides on a bat's back after summer, and promises itself a merry life under the blossom.
Language notes
Text and edition
The heading is drawn from the first line; the source supplies no authorial title.