Fly

"—being determined as long as I live or write (which in my case means the same thing) never to give the honest gentleman a worse word or a worse wish than my uncle Toby gave the fly which buzz’d about his nose all dinner-time,———"Go,—go, poor devil," quoth he,—"get thee gone,—why should I hurt thee? This world is surely wide enough to hold both thee and me.""
A dried wing from a musca domestica in Tristram Shandys levned og meninger 1st. danish ed. (Borgen, 1976). Copy sold from Åby Library. (10 kr.)