 | Poems and verses by Mary Mapes Dodge |  |
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CONFIDENCES.
I watched a butterfly on the wing;
I saw him alight on a sunny spray.
His pinions quivered;
The blossom shivered;
I know he whispered some startling thing.
But why so bold,
Or what he told,
While poising there on the sunny spray,
I never have learned to this blessèd day.
I saw him alight on a sunny spray.
His pinions quivered;
The blossom shivered;
I know he whispered some startling thing.
But why so bold,
Or what he told,
While poising there on the sunny spray,
I never have learned to this blessèd day.
I watched a brave young cavalier;
I saw him steal to a maiden gay.
Swift words he muttered;
The maiden fluttered;
I know his whisper she flushed to hear.
But why so bold,
Or what he told,
While bending there by the maiden gay,
She never has owned to this blessèd day.
I saw him steal to a maiden gay.
Swift words he muttered;
The maiden fluttered;
I know his whisper she flushed to hear.
But why so bold,
Or what he told,
While bending there by the maiden gay,
She never has owned to this blessèd day.
| Poems and verses by Mary Mapes Dodge | |