The Butterfly

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Title:     The Butterfly
Author: Samuel Taylor Coleridge [More Titles by Coleridge]

The Butterfly the ancient Grecians made
The soul's fair emblem, and its only name--
But of the soul, escaped the slavish trade
Of earthly life!--For in this mortal frame
Our's is the reptile's lot, much toil, much blame,
Manifold motions making little speed,
And to deform and kill the things whereon we feed.

-THE END-
Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem: The Butterfly

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