Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | August 7, 2008

POEM OF THE DAY: To a Butterfly

by William Wordsworth (1770 – 1850).


To A Butterfly


STAY near me—-do not take thy flight!

A little longer stay in sight!

Much converse do I find I thee,

Historian of my infancy!

Float near me; do not yet depart!                            5

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,                   10

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 spring               15

I followed on from brake to bush;

But she, God love her, feared to brush

The dust from off its wings. 



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