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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909.

To a Butterfly

William Wordsworth (1770–1850)

STAY near me—do not take thy flight!

A little longer stay in sight!

Much converse do I find in 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 springs

I followed on from brake to bush;

But she, God love her! feared to brush

The dust from off its wings.