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To A Butterfly
To A Butterfly
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STAY near me -do not thy flight!
A little longer stay in sight!
Much converse do I find in thee,
Historian of my infancy!
Float near me; do not yet depart!
Dead times revive in thee :
Thou bring'st, gay creature as thou art!
A solemn image to my heart
My father's family!
Oh! Pleasant pleasant were the days,
The time when in our childish plays,
My sister Emmeline and I
Together chased the butterfly
A very hunter did I rush
Upon the prey-with leaps and springs
I followed on from brake to bush
But she, God love her, feared to brush
The dust from off its wings.
