William Wordsworth

(1770-1850 / Cumberland / England)

To A Butterfly - Poem by William Wordsworth

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!
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 spring
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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  • (3/11/2015 10:21:00 AM)


    .........a most beautiful poem...and so nicely he shows the contrast between the two...i love butterflies...they are very fragile creatures... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2001

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 17, 2001


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