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It is blue-butterfly day here in spring,
And with these sky-flakes down in flurry on flurr…
October 20, 2016
"I write about the butterfly,
&n…
October 20, 2016
The beams in blossom with their spots of jet
Smelt s…
October 20, 2016
Because the road was steep and long
 …
October 20, 2016
My window-pane is starred with frost,
The world is bitter cold to-night,
The moon is cruel…
October 20, 2016
A white mist drifts across the shrouds,
A wild moon in this wintry…
October 20, 2016
In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
&…
October 20, 2016