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Fluttering, haphazard things, / Delicate as flowers ye fly, / Wandering on airy wings,
Creatures of a tranquil sky, / Born for one brief, golden day, / Dying ere the roses die.
Butterfly of colours gay / Flutter in capricious flight, / Hover in thy wanton play,
Gather honey of delight!
Not such harvest as the bee / Carries to his hive at night.
Night shall keep no place for thee, / Death at dusk shall mock thy wings, / So our poor souls seem to me
Fluttering, haphazard things.