Oh Mourning Cloak butterfly, to where and to whom do you fly
Oh Admiral Butterfly, so many mirrors to count before you die
Oh Jezebel Nymph I love the way you sit on a summer's love flower
by a pipturus mulberry tree, where love blooms without cower
Oh silkworms of beauty eating mulberry leaves, thick as thieves
spinning cocoons warm as rain by a mountain of mulberry leaves!
Oh Monarchs, you with your autumnal colored wings of flaming geest
I love the way you flit around the mulberry tree like angels at a feast
Oh Mulberry tree how majestic thou art, standing by the rivers edge
it is here that I stand in beauty like the sun, taking my last pledge.
GERMANY
From Black Forest’s leafy velvet
Breathing fresh air over the land;
From the fertile earth of the sheltered Rhine,
Or where Goethe and Handel wrote their elegies;
From geest and damp marshes
Teeming rich with sea birds :
From this ground rises a misty eulogy,
A breathy chorus of myriad murders.