The Spider and the Flypage 2 / 2
with the pearl and silver wing,
Your robes are green and purple,
there's a crest upon your head
Your eyes are like the diamond bright,
but mine are dull as lead!
Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little Fly,
Hearing his wily, flattering words,
came slowly flitting by
With buzzing wings she hung aloft,
then near and nearer drew,
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes,
and green and purple hue
Thinking only of her crested head, poor foolish thing!
At last,
Up jumped the cunning Spider, and fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlour, but she ne'er came out again!
And now dear little children, who may this story read,
To idle, silly flattering words, I pray you ne'er give heed.
Unto an evil counsellor, close heart and ear and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.