The Genesis Of The Butterfly Poem by Victor Marie Hugo

The Genesis Of The Butterfly

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The dawn is smiling on the dew that covers
The tearful roses; lo, the little lovers
That kiss the buds, and all the flutterings
In jasmine bloom, and privet, of white wings,
That go and come, and fly, and peep and hide,
With muffled music, murmured far and wide.
Ah, the Spring time, when we think of all the lays
That dreamy lovers send to dreamy mays,
Of the fond hearts within a billet bound,
Of all the soft silk paper that pens wound,
The messages of love that mortals write
Filled with intoxication of delight,
Written in April and before the May time
Shredded and flown, playthings for the wind's playtime,
We dream that all white butterflies above,
Who seek through clouds or waters souls to love,
And leave their lady mistress in despair,
To flit to flowers, as kinder and more fair,
Are but torn love-letters, that through the skies
Flutter, and float, and change to butterflies

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ema Sujalma 09 February 2018

I make a song from this beautiful Poem, , is there somebody wanti to hear that? just search at Youtube with suitable keywords, thanks

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Eminx 09 February 2018

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* Sunprincess * 11 March 2015

........a beautiful poem with beautiful imagery... these are some very nice lines.... - Of all the soft silk paper that pens wound, The messages of love that mortals write Filled with intoxication of delight, Written in April and before the May time -

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Kate Miller 18 February 2009

Hi, please guys, this is driving me nut... I'm trying to find the french name of the Genesis of the Butterfly, help me.

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Vlad Bogdan 09 December 2006

Live your life like a butterfly does.Live a life full of joy an love and when the end will come you will be able to go and even if, like a butterfly you lived only one day in this world you don't regret a thing.

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Victor Marie Hugo

Victor Marie Hugo

Besancon / France
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