"The Fly", William Blake (British accent)

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Read in a southern British accent.
Audio © 2014 Martin Harris
Image © The Fitzwilliam Museum, Cambridge (used with permission)
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The Fly
by 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.
If thought is life
And strength and breath,
And the want
Of thought is death,
Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live,
Or if I die.

[@danielblake8956]

Some are born to sweet delight, some are born to the endless night.
Realms of bliss & realms of light.............

[@kristyy420]

always one of my favorite poems

[@Asianjgldiff]

Wonderful!! best poem ever kappa

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Got here from cosmo sheldrake

[@smit_1449]

How high was Blake when he wrote this?

[@jsnew3154]

Reminds me a bit of Frost's A Minor Bird. :)

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Stupiest sound ever