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Library:The Stage-Coach and the Fly
| Author: | Anonymous |
| Publication: | Official |
| Publish Date: | Release 14 |
| Genre: | Fable
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The Stage-Coach and the Fly
Up a steep hill and painful road of sand,
While to the sun exposed on every hand,
Six powerful horses drew a carriage on:
Women, old men, and friars all got down.
The morses smoked and panted--at a stand.
A fly came up, and seemed to take command;
Thought to excite them by his buzzing song,
Stung them by turns to make them get along,
And every moment thought to see them go--
Sat on the seat-sat on the driver's nose.
Soon as he saw the carriage moving slow,
The travellers marching on--his pride arose;
And to himself the praise he took;
Went round with eager haste, and seemed to look
Like some bold battle-serjeant out of breath,
Pressing his ranks to victory or death.
The fly complained that in this joint affair
He acted singly, and had all the care--
None helped him in his work with kind accord:
The friar o'er his breviary pored;
Fit time indeed!--A woman sand the while--
Was singing there required to soften toil!
The fly went buzzing to their ears his thanks,
And played a hundred, wicked pranks.
After much toil the coach arrived on high:
"Let's breathe a little now!" exclaimed the fly;
"I've worked so hard, we've got upon the plain
Come, my good horses, pay me for my pain."
Thus certain people, with important air,
Meddle with business they know nought about;
Seem to be wanted everywhere,
And everywhere they ought to be turned out.