The Fly Lyrics[Verse 1] Little Fly Thy summer's play My thoughtless hand Has brushed away [Verse 2] Am I not A fly like thee? Or art thou not A man like me? [Verse 3] For I dance And drink, and sing Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing [Verse 4] If thought is life And strength and breath And the want Of thought is death; [Chorus] Then I am A happy fly If I live Or if I die....1