LITTLE fluttering beauteous fly, With azure wing of softest dye, Hither fairy wanton hie, Nor fear to lose thy liberty: For I would view, thou silly thing, The colours of thy velvet wing. Its lovely melting tints outvie The glories of the summer sky. Can pencil imitate the hue, So soft, so delicate a blue ? Well I know thy life is short, One transient hour of idle sport: Enjoy that little halcyon hour, And kiss each fair and fragrant flower; No more I'll stay thy mazy flight, For short thy moments of delight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN DEY 'LISTED COLORED SOLDIERS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 7. ON THE USE OF POETRY by MARK AKENSIDE TWO HELPERS by MARY RUSSELL BARTLETT FRONT LINE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET LET US REASON TOGETHER by LEVI BISHOP TO NATURE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN FIRST MUSICIAN'S SONG, FR. LAODICE AND DANAE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |