John Gay Quote

The careful insect 'midst his works I view,
Now from the flowers exhaust the fragrant dew,
With golden treasures load his little thighs,
And steer his distant journey through the skies.

Rural sports, a Georgic. The fan, a poem (3 bks.). The shepherd's week. Trivia (3 bks.). The what d'ye call it (ed. 1745)