The Death of the Fly

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Title:     The Death of the Fly
Author: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe [More Titles by Goethe]

WITH eagerness he drinks the treach'rous potion,

Nor stops to rest, by the first taste misled;
Sweet is the draught, but soon all power of motion

He finds has from his tender members fled;
No longer has he strength to plume his wing,
No longer strength to raise his head, poor thing!
E'en in enjoyment's hour his life he loses,
His little foot to bear his weight refuses;
So on he sips, and ere his draught is o'er,
Death veils his thousand eyes for evermore.

1810.

-THE END-
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe's poem: The Death of the Fly

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