TO A BUTTERFLY.
THOU creature of the light and air,
With all the grace of fairyland endowed,
You flit each day from flower to flower,
And print a kiss on each, of love avowed.
With all the grace of fairyland endowed,
You flit each day from flower to flower,
And print a kiss on each, of love avowed.
The fairy guardians of the wood
Kept vigil o'er thy silken bed,
Before you e'er beheld the sun
They blessings whispered o'er your head.
Kept vigil o'er thy silken bed,
Before you e'er beheld the sun
They blessings whispered o'er your head.
One gave you beauty, and another fay
Her glimmering wings on you did place,
A third her wand did wave, and lo!
You upward flew with sprightly grace.
Her glimmering wings on you did place,
A third her wand did wave, and lo!
You upward flew with sprightly grace.
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