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Augustin S. Macdonald, comp. A Collection of Verse by California Poets. 1914.

By Herman Scheffauer

A Wingless One

WHEN I saw in the vaults of azure and sun,

Like blooms from their fields astray,

On painted wings that fluttered and spun

Two golden butterflies play—

Two flames by an airy love made one

In the heart of the day—

Then I longed for a mate and the gift of wings,

But was doomed on the earth to lie,

Till I cursed the clasp of the marl that clings

To thwart my lust for the sky,

And the mournful hunger of wingless things

For the visions that die.