The Blue-bottle’s fate - Ashworth, Abraham Hargreaves

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◈ Genre / Form → Humorous songs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments Keyboard

Pages 20

CPDL # 75408

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2023-09-15

License Personal

¶Lyrics / Text

Buzzing and gay in the early dawn, Fresh from a nap on the garden wall, Out for a flight over garden and lawn, No trouble and dreading no fall, Came a fly, A lively, frolicsome, bluebottle fly, And his feet, were as neat and his style, as complete As his brain was replete With the mischief that lurked in his eye. What glorious fun I’ll have today, When the baby’s asleep and the nurse away, When Rover lies by the kitchen door, I’ll awaken them both and make them roar; O what larks! Cried this rollicking, restless, bluebottle fly, What a cry There will be, when I’ve done with my fun. And he wickedly winked his wee, wee eye, But alas, for the plans he had made, And alas, for the day just begun, For this fly soon lit in the grateful shade, To escape the hot rays of the sun, And to dream of the sights that soon should meet his eye, When unseen, Of a limb, On his head fell a spider, Who coolly devoured that bluebottle fly.