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. - William Shakespeare
Throwing caution to the wind, leaping merrily into the unknown,onwards they plunge,into the voyage of matrimony. - Gunbir Singh
Merrily, merrily shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough. - William Shakespeare