From Cocoon forth a Butterfly

From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
As Lady from her Door
Emerged a Summer Afternoon
Repairing Everywhere

Without Design that I could trace
Except to stray abroad
On Miscellaneous Enterprise
The Clovers understood

Her pretty Parasol be seen
Contracting in a Field
Where Men made Hay
Then struggling hard
With an opposing Cloud

Where Parties Phantom as Herself
To Nowhere seemed to go
In purposeless Circumference
As ’twere a Tropic Show

And notwithstanding Bee that worked
And Flower that zealous blew
This Audience of Idleness
Disdained them, from the Sky

Till Sundown crept a steady Tide
And Men that made the Hay
And Afternoon and Butterfly
Extinguished in the Sea

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From Cocoon forth a Butterfly