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SONG by THEOPHILE GAUTIER

Poem Explanation

First Line: THE BUTTERFLIES THAT ARE THE SNOW'S OWN HUE
Last Line: O BLOSSOM OF MY SOUL!
Subject(s): BUTTERFLIES; DESIRE; FLIGHT; INSECTS; LOVE; FLYING; BUGS;
THE butterflies that are the snow's own hue
Flutter in swarms above the ocean spray,
O butterflies, when shall I take with you
The blue aërial way?

And dost thou know, O fairest of the fair,
My black-eyed maiden with the spinning feet,
If they could lend me wings to cleave the air
Whereto I straight should fleet?

I should not kiss a single rose, but fly
Straight over vale and forest to my goal
Upon thy half-shut lips at last to die,
O blossom of my soul!



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