Ariel:
[sings]
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.
Prospero:
Why, that's my dainty Ariel! I shall miss thee:/ But yet thou shalt have freedom:
[sadly]
Prospero:
so, so, so.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:26