"MY HEART LEAPS UP.” My heart leaps up when I behold So was it when my life began; Or let me die! The Child is Father of the Man; TO A BUTTERFLY. STAY near me-do not take thy flight! A little longer stay in sight! Much converse do I find in Thee, Historian of my Infancy! Float near me; do not yet depart ! Dead times revive in thee: Thou bring'st, gay Creature as thou art! A solemn image to my heart, My Father's Family! Oh! pleasant, pleasant were the days, Upon the prey :—with leaps and springs THE SPARROW'S NEST. BEHOLD, within the leafy shade, The Sparrow's dwelling, which, hard by My Father's house, in wet or dry Together visited. She looked at it as if she feared it ; And love, and thought, and joy. TO A BUTTERFLY. I'VE watched you now a full half-hour, I know not if you sleep or feed. What joy awaits you, when the breeze This plot of Orchard-ground is ours; Here rest your wings when they are weary ; Here lodge as in a sanctuary! Come often to us, fear no wrong; Sit near us on the bough! We'll talk of sunshine and of song; And summer days, when we were young; |