Massachusetts spy and Worcester advertiser. [volume] ([Worcester, Mass.]) 1823-1825, 1824-10-27

1fdE BOTIERFLY.
Beautiful creature! have been
Toments uncoun;ed watching thee,
Now fitting round the foliage green
Ofyonder dark empowering tree;
And now again, in frolicE glee,
Hov'ring around those opening flowers,
Happy as natures child could be,
Born to enjoy her loveliest bowers.
And have gaz'd upon thy fight,
Till feelings can scarce define,
Awaken'd by SO fair sight,
With desultory thoughts combine
Not to induce me TO repine,
Or envy thee thy happiness;
But from lot so bright as thine
To borrow musings born to bless.
For unto him whose spirit reads
Creation with Christians eye,
Each happy living creature pleads
The cause Of Him who reigns on high;
Who spann'd the earth, and arch'd the sky,
Gave life to every thing that lives,
And still delighteth to supply
With happiness the life he gives.
Thus truth may boast but little worth,
Enforced by rhetorick's frigid powers -
nut WI1en IL mas ltS quiet D1fln
In contemplation's silent hours
When summers brightly peopled bowers
Bring home its teachings 10 The heart
Then birds and insects, shrubs and flowers
Its touching eloquence impart.
Then thou delightful creature, who
Vert yesterday sightless worm,
Becom'st a symbol fair and true
OF hanee fhof ouvn M al tarna
In thy proud change we see the germ
Of Mans sublime: destiny,
While hottest oracles confirm
The type of immortality
A change more glorious far than thine,
Fen !, thy fellow worm, may know,
When this exhausted flame of mine
Down to its kindred dust shall go
When the anxiety aid wo
Offerings embryo state shall seem
Like phantoms fitting to and fro
In SOME confas'd and fererish dream.
For thee, who fittcst saily now,
With all thy nature asks, supplied,
A few brief summer days and thou
No more amid these haunts shall glide,
As hopes fair herald, in thy pride,
The sylph-like genius fthe scene,
But, sunk in dark oblNion's tide.
Shalt be--as thou hadst never been.
While Mans immortal part, when time
Shall set the cbainless spirit free,
May seek brighter, happier cline
Than Fancy Ger could feign for thee:
Though bright her fairy bowers may be.
Yet brief as bright their beauties fade,
And sad Experience mourn to see
Each Sourd Hope trusted in, decay'd,
But in those regions, calm and pure,
To which our hottest wishes cling,
Joys, that eternally endure,
Shall bloom in everlasting spring:
There seraph harps Of golden string,
Are vocal 10 the great AN,
And souls redecm'd their anthems sing
Ofg'atefui praises to The LAMB!
Shall they who here anticipate,
Through Faiths strong vision, cagle-eyed
Those joys immortal that await
Angelick spirits purified,
Shall such, however deeply tried,
Fer cast their glorious hopes away
Oh j.! be those hopes their heaven-ward guide
Their steadfast anchor. and their stay.
Though many flower that sweetly deck't
Lifc's early path, but bloom'd to fade;
Though sorrow, poverty, neglect,
Now seem TO wrap their souls in shade -
Let these look upward, undismay'd,
From thorny paths, in anguish trod,
To regions where, in light array'd,
Still dwells their Saviour, and their God
Sport on, then, lovely summer fly,
With whom began my votive strain -
Yet purer joys their hopes supply,
Who, by Faiths alchymy, obtain
'Comfortin sorrow, rbliss in pain,
Freedom in bondage. light in gloom,
Through earthly losses heavenly gain,
And LIFE IMMORTAL, threurh fhe tomb.