The Fly
How large unto the tiny fly
Must little things appear! -
A rosebud like a feather bed,
Its prickle like a spear;
A dewdrop like a looking-glass,
A hair like golden wire;
The smallest grain of mustard-seed
As fierce as coals of fire;
A loaf of bread, a lofty hill;
A wasp, a cruel leopard;
And specks of salt as bright to see
As lambkins to a shepherd.
by Walter de la Mare
Walter John de la Mare was born on 25 April 1873 in Charlton, Kent, England. He became a poet, a short story writer, and a novelist. Walter John de la Mare passed on at 83 years of age on 22 June 1956 in Twickenham, Middlesex, England.
How large unto the tiny fly
Must little things appear! -
A rosebud like a feather bed,
Its prickle like a spear;
A dewdrop like a looking-glass,
A hair like golden wire;
The smallest grain of mustard-seed
As fierce as coals of fire;
A loaf of bread, a lofty hill;
A wasp, a cruel leopard;
And specks of salt as bright to see
As lambkins to a shepherd.
by Walter de la Mare
Walter John de la Mare was born on 25 April 1873 in Charlton, Kent, England. He became a poet, a short story writer, and a novelist. Walter John de la Mare passed on at 83 years of age on 22 June 1956 in Twickenham, Middlesex, England.