o beau papillon
~ o beautiful butterfly,
Have you whilom explored the inselberg,
To descry its allure,
And its rillets surge,
To see the coruscating sun,
And the meadows hushed afar,
The zephyr whisking leisurely,
Or the bodach with his old guitar,
Have you at all espy the sapphire sky,
And the clouds that move sedately,
Peered inside the fathomless dale,
And...
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