140 BULLETIN UNIVERSITY OF MONTANA. 



Butterfly Fancies. 



Bits of fancy on the wing 



In tne sunbeam hovering, 

 Nimbly on the breezy air, 



Can you be withount a care, 



Thronging butterflies y 



Once a caterpillar shroud, 

 Now in brightest winged crowd, 



Life's intangible mysteries, 

 Unimprisoned fantasies, 



Gauzy butterflies. 



Better than the rival woods, 

 All of Nature's varied moods, 



Tints O A dark anu light, portraying 

 As with Nature's artist playing, 

 Dancing butterflies. 



Whitness caught from mountain-crown, 

 Softest greys and sombre brown, 

 Brushed with dust of finest sift, 



Streaked with blue, a storm-cloud rift, 

 Gleaming butterflies. 



Vieing with the veering Wind 



In thy wooing unconfined, 

 Near all flowers thy list'ning ear, 



Trembling like a fluttering fear, 

 Vagrant butterflies. 



Fanning blushes of the roses, 

 Ever changing are thy poses, 

 Couriers fleet of fairy news 



Whisp'ring of the Coming dews, 

 Cunning butterflies. 



Skimming perfumed meadow lots, 

 Ye are Nature's sweetest tho'ts, 



Fit to flit with soul of child, 

 Fairies fed with honey wild, 

 Golden Butterflies. 



Hither, thither, in delight, 



Circling round in rythmic flight, 



If we had but keener ear, 



Could we more of music hear, 

 Lyric butterflies? 



Golden links in summer's chain, 

 Tell me all my heart would fain; 

 Give to me thy revelations, 

 Incarnate imaginations, 



Fleeting butterflies. 



