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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FLY, by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER
First Line: An angry fly within the brain
Last Line: Pale lethargy of death's exchange.
Subject(s): Thought; Thinking
First Line: An angry fly within the brain
Last Line: Pale lethargy of death's exchange.
Subject(s): Thought; Thinking
An angry fly within the brain
Drones, as at a windowpane,
Will not be gone, nor yet be caught,
A hungry fly in form of thought.
Although my day was surely spent
In emptiness; though effort went
To muted hours, still in a flood
Through all my veins poured urgent blood;
And while my mind in black defeat
Lay prone, I heard my loud heart beat.
I was alive. What paltry thing
I did—the fly will ever sing—
Shall burn as scarlet on the strange
Pale lethargy of death's exchange.
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