Little Fly, Thy summer's play My thoughtless hand Has brushed away. Am not I A fly… — William Blake
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.
Songs of Experience · 1794
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Blake, William. "The Fly." William Blake: Selected Poems, edited by Nicholas Shrimpton. Oxford University Press, 2019.
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Blake, William. "The Fly." Songs of Innocence and of Experience Shewing the Two Contrary States of the Human Soul. London, 1794.
