I love in Isas bed to lie
O such a joy and luxury
The bottom of the bed I sleep *
And with great care I myself keep
Oft I embrace her feet of lillys
But she has goton all the pillies.
Her neck I never can embrace
But I do hug her feet in place
But I am sure I am contented
And of my follies am repented
I am sure I'd rather be
In a small bed at liberty

* Note by the poet: "... I disturbed her repose at night by contunial figiting and kicking but I was very contunialy at work reading the Arabin nights entertainments which I could not have done had I slept at the top."

Text Authorship:

• by Marjory Fleming (1803 - 1811) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

• by Richard Rodney Bennett (1936 - 2012), "In Isas bed", 1969, from A Garland for Marjory Fleming, no. 1, [sic] for the title [
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Researcher for this page: Carol Rasmussen

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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Word count: 81