Mary Howitt lived from 1799 to 1888. Her poem, The Spider and the Fly, was first published in 1829, almost 200 years ago.
The first line of the poem – “Will you walk into my parlour?” said the spider to the fly – is often misquoted, and you may have heard people say, “‘Come into my parlour,’ said the spider to the fly.” It is used to show that someone is trying to tempt another to do something they probably shouldn’t do.
In her poem, which is about seven stanzas long, the spider tries to lure the fly into coming into her trap. I’ve quoted some parts and paraphrased others.
#1 Spider: Will you walk into my parlour … up a winding stair.
Fly: Oh, no, no … For who goes up your winding stair can ne’er come down again.
#2 Spider: I’m sure you must be weary, dear. Will you rest upon my little bed?
Fly: Oh, no, no … They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed.
#3 Spider: I have within my pantry good store of all that’s nice;
I’m sure you’re very welcome; will you please to take a slice?
Fly: I’ve heard what’s in your pantry, and I do not wish to see.
#4 Spider: I have a little looking-glass upon my parlor shelf,
If you’ll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself.
Fly: I thank you, gentle sir,” she said, “for what you’re pleased to say,
And bidding you good-morning now, I’ll call another day.”
#5 Spider: He wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready to dine upon the fly.
(Then he said all kinds of flattering things to the fly, until the fly couldn’t resist).
Fly: She came nearer and nearer, listening to the flattery, thinking of how pretty she was.
And then: Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlor; but she ne’er came out again!
The lesson is basically, “Don’t fall for flattery,” or you might end up like this fly that was caught by a spider on my living room window yesterday.
Epilogue: (Apologies for no proper poetic meter.)
The fly was sucked dry.
The spider had her inside ‘er.
She was dropped on the sill, my dog ate her at will.
The spider returned to the scene of the crime, and Anneli smashed her and turned her to slime.
Some regret did I feel, but it had one last meal.
May 30, 2024 at 2:16 pm
Remind me not to fall for your charms or piss you off Anneli. 🙂
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May 30, 2024 at 8:54 pm
LOL! Don’t worry. You won’t know what hit you.
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May 31, 2024 at 6:51 am
😁
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May 30, 2024 at 2:24 pm
Gotta give spiders the crunch!
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May 30, 2024 at 8:53 pm
They do a lot of good but then who takes care of all the spiders?
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May 31, 2024 at 7:40 am
Spiders do have their place in nature of course, but they are so creepy.
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May 31, 2024 at 7:45 am
I totally agree!
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May 30, 2024 at 2:43 pm
I am not a big fan of spiders either. Thanks for the trip down memory lane as to the poem and the swift justice meted out to the spider after its last meal. Have a great evening and Friday Anneli. Allan
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May 30, 2024 at 8:53 pm
I would have let it live, but not in my house.
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May 31, 2024 at 5:35 am
I agree. I will try to save spiders that enter my screen deck, but in the basement or other rooms in the house, they are given a quick send off.
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May 30, 2024 at 3:05 pm
Such a clever post, Anneli! I very much enjoyed it. 😊 Spiders do what’s in their nature; the poem reminds me of the frog and scorpion story.
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May 30, 2024 at 8:52 pm
I don’t know that one. Maybe you’ll do a post on it one day?
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May 30, 2024 at 10:29 pm
Possibly – I put your suggestion in my drafts folder – but here’s a copy for you. It’s usually taught to students in about grade 2 or 3. Cheers.
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May 30, 2024 at 3:33 pm
I don’t mind spiders outdoors but indoors is another story 😊. A lot of wisdom in Howitt’s poem.
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May 30, 2024 at 8:51 pm
That’s how I feel too, Belinda.
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May 30, 2024 at 5:14 pm
One less spider is always a good thing.
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May 30, 2024 at 8:51 pm
My mother used to save them and take them outside in a dustpan, but that was one thing I could never do. My policy is, if they don’t bother me, and they’re not in my house, they can live.
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May 31, 2024 at 7:18 am
What about on my trash cans outside! Oh my…
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May 31, 2024 at 7:32 am
They’re everywhere, Jacqui. You might as well give up, or move north.
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May 31, 2024 at 12:58 am
I love Mary Howitt´s poem and I love your poem as well. The picture of this extremely ugly spider and the big, fat fly goes with the poems very well. I hate spiders when they are in my house!
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May 31, 2024 at 2:29 pm
I know the feeling exactly. I don’t like to think of them being in the house, especially at night when I don’t know where they are.
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May 31, 2024 at 3:09 am
What a famous poet Mary Howitt was in the later nineteenth century. A friend, apparently of people like Charles Dickens and Elizabeth Barratt Browning. She reminds me of another woman writer who was a little later in the nineteenth century – Jean Ingelow. Like Howitt she was incredibly popular in her day. The only reason I can think why these two never made it into the permanent annals of famous English poets is simply that they were women and not men.
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May 31, 2024 at 7:26 am
Yes, they had funny ideas in those days, that women should not be acknowledged as having a brain or the right to think. There were some very good women authors who were stifled in those days. A few of them got around it by publishing under a man’s name, but how sad to have to do that.
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May 31, 2024 at 4:59 am
I just took the time to read a selection of Mary Howitt’s other poems, and have to disagree with the suggestion that being a female led to her lesser popularity. Even if she were a he, I wouldn’t find them particularly memorable — apart from the spider and the fly, which seems as popular as ever. Strangely, I still remember plenty from Robert Louis Stevenson’s “Child’s Garden of Verses.” In any event, the opening line of the spider and the fly was quoted by the dying villain in an episode of NCIS — and quoted properly!
Most spiders in the house get whacked, but I do have one that’s been living in the corner of my living room ceiling for more than a year. It seems perfectly happy, and I can keep an eye on it, so I let it be.
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May 31, 2024 at 7:31 am
That happens quite frequently – an author is known for one or two creations and the rest are not as memorable – but it’s still good that they’ve made the effort. Good luck to your spider in the corner. I know a fellow who had a spider like that who stayed in a corner of his living room and came to be thought of as his “pet.” He even gave it a name. One day he had a visitor who leaped up when he saw the spider and stepped on it, thinking he was doing a good deed. He couldn’t figure out why his host was upset.
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May 31, 2024 at 12:06 pm
Yechhhhhhhhh. I despise spiders. Can’t even look at pictures of them.
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May 31, 2024 at 2:27 pm
I know, I know. I feel the same. I just slapped that one on there and I don’t look at it. But I thought the poem was fun. I had no idea it was so long (Mary Howitt’s poem, that is).
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May 31, 2024 at 4:42 pm
I have arachnophobia, so I was preparing for a photo and this was challenging, but I made it through. Yikes, Anneli! The poem was fun though. 🙂
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May 31, 2024 at 8:42 pm
Me too, Lauren. I hate even looking at spiders. This one was small, and it was gross to have to look at the picture of it just the same, but I enjoyed revisiting Mary Howitt’s poem. Thanks for enduring the horror and visiting my post anyway. Very sweet and brave of you.
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June 1, 2024 at 6:48 am
You’re welcome, and sometimes we have to face our fears. 😂😄💕
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June 1, 2024 at 9:45 am
I hope I never have to have a real showdown with a spider.
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June 1, 2024 at 11:46 am
Me too, although, boy do I have stories. Most I’ve shared on my blog though in “Laughing Spiders.” I’m sure you saw and read it. Stay safe! 😁💕
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June 1, 2024 at 4:22 pm
Wow! Amazing.
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June 2, 2024 at 8:46 am
Ha! Excellent epilog. You got a laugh out of me, Anneli. 🙂
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June 2, 2024 at 3:33 pm
Thanks, Diana. That makes me happy.
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June 4, 2024 at 7:47 am
Although I am not particularly excited about the poem, the message not to succumb to the dreadful combination of flattery and temptation is a good one. I like the fable Aesop wrote about the fox and the crow so much better.
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June 4, 2024 at 11:42 am
I agree. Anything with spiders is creepy to me anyway, and the fox and crow is a good one – also about flattery, but without the same dire consequences.
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June 4, 2024 at 7:32 pm
Oh my, a little vicious, my dear. But at least there was a touch of remorse. I loved reading this about this old poem that is still known for it’s sort-of first line.
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June 4, 2024 at 9:07 pm
I did feel mean about it. I was going to let it live, even after it disappeared behind the window molding, but when it came out and sat on the window ledge as if it owned the place, I got tired of “watching my back.” I did feel bad.
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