Quote#Nature
Little Fly
Quote byWilliam Blake · 1757–1827
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Songs of Experience (1794), The Fly, st. 1–3.
English (original)
Little Fly, Thy summer's play My thoughtless hand Has brushed away. Am not I A fly like thee? Or art not thou A man like me? For I dance, And drink, and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing.
— William Blake
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