Fly, white butterflies, out to sea, Frail, pale wings for the wind to try, Small whtie wings that we scarce can see, Fly! Some fly light as a laugh of glee, Some fly soft as a long, low sigh; All to the haven where each would be. Fly! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONG FOR A VIOLA D'AMORE by AMY LOWELL ON THE DEATHS OF THOMAS CARLYLE AND GEORGE ELIOT by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE SONG OF THE SATYRS TO ARIADNE by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE PIRATEER by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE ST. PAUL'S RENOVATED by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB |