BUTTERFLY POEMS

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Wormwood And Nightshade

The troubles of life are many,
The pleasures of life are few;
When we sat in the sunlight, Annie,
I dreamt that the skies were blue-
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Adam Lindsay Gordon

Adam Lindsay Gordon
Mariposa

Butterflies are white and blue
In this field we wander through.
Suffer me to take your hand.
Death comes in a day or two.
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Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay
Pegasus

Same night you met me in the park
We laughed, told stories not nightmares
Brought you next to my heart
You know my sweater still smells like you
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Jova Petr

Jova Petr
Blue-butterfly Day

It is blue-butterfly day here in spring,
And with these sky-flakes down in flurry on flurry
There is more unmixed color on the wing
Than flowers will show for days unless they hurry.
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
A Little Road Not Made Man

A little road not made of man,
Enabled of the eye,
Accessible to thill of bee,
Or cart of butterfly.
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
The Voice Of Spring

I am coming, I am coming!
Hark! the honey bee is humming;
See, the lark is soaring high
In the blue and sunny sky,
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Mary Howitt

Mary Howitt
Good Things Come With Time

Close enough the call to light,
I'd rather duck under my bed tonight.
The cold chills but the shimmers delight,
The mornings of a dark spell so right.
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Az Mo

Az Mo
My Butterfly

Thine emulous fond flowers are dead, too,
And the daft sun-assaulter, he
That frightened thee so oft, is fled or dead:
Save only me
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
In The Garden

Aylmer's Garden, near the Lake. LAURENCE RABY and ESTELLE.

He:
Come to the bank where the boat is moor'd to the willow-tree low;
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Adam Lindsay Gordon

Adam Lindsay Gordon
Auguries Of Innocence

To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.
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William Blake

William Blake
A Little Road'not Made Of Man

647

A little Road-not made of Man-
Enabled of the Eye-
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Nature

Very beautiful, just like a dream,
Gives us awesome things, as sweet as cream.

Nature gives us many things,
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Priyadarshini Goel

Priyadarshini Goel
Tom O'roughley

'THOUGH logic-choppers rule the town,
And every man and maid and boy
Has marked a distant object down,
An aimless joy is a pure joy,'
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
A Science—so The Savants Say

100

A science—so the Savants say,
"Comparative Anatomy"—
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
The Prairie

The skies are blue above my head,
The prairie green below,
And flickering o'er the tufted grass
The shifting shadows go,
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John Hay

John Hay
Of The Boy And Butterfly

Behold, how eager this our little boy
Is for a butterfly, as if all joy,
All profits, honours, yea, and lasting pleasures,
Were wrapped up in her, or the richest treasures
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John Bunyan

John Bunyan
'twould Ease-a Butterfly

682

'Twould easeâ??a Butterflyâ??
Elateâ??a Beeâ??
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Mazelli: Canto Iii

I.

With plumes to which the dewdrops cling,
Wide waves the morn her golden wing;
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George W. Sands
In Praise Of Limestone

If it form the one landscape that we, the inconstant ones,
Are consistently homesick for, this is chiefly
Because it dissolves in water. Mark these rounded slopes
With their surface fragrance of thyme and, beneath,
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W. H. Auden

W. H. Auden
The Butterfly

THE Butterfly, an idle thing,
Nor honey makes, nor yet can sing,
As do the bee and bird;
Nor does it, like the prudent ant,
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Ann Taylor
The Butterfly In Honored Dust

1246

The Butterfly in honored Dust
Assuredly will lie
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
With Every Gust Of Wind

With every gust of wind,
the butterfly changes its place
on the willow.

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Matsuo Basho
The Fairy

â??COME hither, my Sparrows,
My little arrows.
If a tear or a smile
Will a man beguile,
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William Blake

William Blake
A Fuzzy Fellow, Without Feet

173

A fuzzy fellow, without feet,
Yet doth exceeding run!
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Song

Oh! To be a flower
Nodding in the sun,
Bending, then upspringing
As the breezes run;
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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell
Kalamazoo

Once, in the city of Kalamazoo,
The gods went walking, two and two,
With the friendly phoenix, the stars of Orion,
The speaking pony and singing lion.
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Vachel Lindsay

Vachel Lindsay
The Village Of Tayport And Its Surroundings

All ye pleasure-seekers, where'er ye be,
I pray ye all be advised by me,
Go and visit Tayport on the banks o' the Tay,
And there ye can spend a pleasant holiday.
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William Topaz Mcgonagall
Michael Oaktree

Under an arch of glorious leaves I passed
Out of the wood and saw the sickle moon
Floating in daylight o'er the pale green sea.

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Alfred Noyes

Alfred Noyes
Butterfly

Butterfly,
I like the way you wear your wings.
Show me their colors,
For the light is going.
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Hilda Conkling

Hilda Conkling
Some Such Butterfly Be Seen

541

Some such Butterfly be seen
On Brazilian Pampas-
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
The Butterfly Upon The Sky

1521

The Butterfly upon the Sky,
That doesn't know its Name
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
The Butterfly

SISTER.
Do, my dearest brother John,
Let that butterfly alone.

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Charles Lamb

Charles Lamb
A Caterpillar

A caterpillar,
this deep in fall--
still not a butterfly.

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Matsuo Basho
Eurolove

I cannot
and I will not
No, I cannot love you less
Like the flower to the butterfly
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Spike Milligan
The Bee Is Not Afraid Of Me

111

The Bee is not afraid of me.
I know the Butterfly.
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
The Song Of The Cicadas

Yesterday there came to me
from a green and graceful tree
as I loitered listlessly
nothing doing, nothing caring,
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Roderic Quinn
The Vixen

Among the taller wood with ivy hung,
The old fox plays and dances round her young.
She snuffs and barks if any passes by
And swings her tail and turns prepared to fly.
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John Clare

John Clare
Arcturus

"Arcturus" is his other nameâ??
I'd rather call him "Star."
It's very mean of Science
To go and interfere!
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Endymion: Book Iv

Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse!
O first-born on the mountains! by the hues
Of heaven on the spiritual air begot:
Long didst thou sit alone in northern grot,
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John Keats

John Keats
To The Butterfly.

Lovely insect, haste away,
Greet once more the sunny day;
Leave, O leave the murky barn,
Ere trapping spiders thee discern;
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John Clare

John Clare
Butterfly Laughter

In the middle of our porridge plates
There was a blue butterfly painted
And each morning we tried who should reach the
butterfly first.
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Katherine Mansfield
Still A Butterfly

The twinkling star
Fiddled and fell
Into a pit
Of stagnant water.
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Basneen Hudha

Basneen Hudha
The Butterfly Obtains

1685

The butterfly obtains
But little sympathy
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Twould Ease'a Butterfly

682

'Twould ease-a Butterfly-
Elate-a Bee-
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Riches

Have ye seen the caterpillar
Foully warking in his nest?
'T is the poor man getting siller,
Without cleanness, without rest.
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Ralph Waldo Emerson

Ralph Waldo Emerson
One Sister Have I In Our House

14

One Sister have I in our house,
And one, a hedge away.
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Fragmentary Blue

Why make so much of fragmentary blue
In here and there a bird, or butterfly,
Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,
When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Preface

A book which needs to be written is one dealing
with the childhood of authors. It would be
not only interesting, but instructive; not merely
profitable in a general way, but practical in a
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Hilda Conkling

Hilda Conkling
Mignonne

Whate'er thou dost thou'rt dear.
Uncertain troubles sanctify
That magic well-spring of the willing tear,
Thine eye.
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Coventry Patmore

Coventry Patmore
To Songs Of A Fool

I
A SPECKLED cat and a tame hare
Eat at my hearthstone
And sleep there;
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats