The Butterfly, by Alphonse de Lamartine
Coming with the daffodils and dying with the roses,
Wafted by the zephyr's wing athwart the spa...
Coming with the daffodils and dying with the roses,
Wafted by the zephyr's wing athwart the spa...
Thus ever drawn toward far shores uncharted,
Into eternal darkness borne away,
May we not eve...
I rebehold you, O belové d Dead
About these doors and windows gatheré d;
With h...
The sea grew silent like a seething bowl
That falls as the flame dwindles; backward led
Her wav...