Child of the sun! pursue thy rapturous flight,
Mingling with her thou lov'st in fields of light;
And, where the flowers of paradise unfold,
Quaff fragrant nectar from their cups of gold.
There shall thy wings, rich as an evening-sky,
Expand and shut with silent ecstasy!
--Yet wert thou once a worm, a thing that crept
On the bare earth, then wrought a tomb and slept!
And such is man; soon from his cell of clay
To burst a seraph in the blaze of day!
To The Butterfly
Samuel Rogers
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Poem topics: child, light, sky, sun, evening, earth, flight, silent, paradise, gold, nectar, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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