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Siegfried Sassoon:

"Butterflies"

FRAIL Travellers, deftly flickering over the flowers; 
O living flowers against the heedless blue 
Of summer days, what sends them dancing through 
This fiery-blossom’d revel of the hours? 
  
Theirs are the musing silences between         5
The enraptured crying of shrill birds that make 
Heaven in the wood while summer dawns awake; 
And theirs the faintest winds that hush the green. 
  
And they are as my soul that wings its way 
Out of the starlit dimness into morn:  10
And they are as my tremulous being—born 
To know but this, the phantom glare of day.



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Comments

  1. Ned UsaNovember 12, 2009 at 2:25 PM

    ive read a lot of Sassoon for WWI history. For this time period I was more of a fan of WB Yeats. He wrote that famous "Easter 1916" poem, we spent like a half class on it alone.

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  2. Britt KempNovember 12, 2009 at 11:00 PM

    DUDE WE READ THAT IN BRIT LIT WHICH YOU DROPPED

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  3. Ned UsaNovember 12, 2009 at 11:29 PM

    that was after i dropped right? i had trouble reading shit even when i was in class. but im such a yeatsy boy, that i think ida remembered. eh who knews?

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  4. Ned UsaNovember 12, 2009 at 11:29 PM

    and i didn't drop i withdrew

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  5. Britt KempNovember 13, 2009 at 12:01 AM

    whatever. YOU LEFT ME ALONE IN THERE TO FEND FOR MYSELF IN A WORLD SO COLD.

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  6. Ned UsaNovember 13, 2009 at 12:48 AM

    Lo Ciento! but u did just fine without me. As I recall you scored an A in the class, and you nailed the teacher. And you trusted me not to tell! WrongO!

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  7. Britt KempNovember 13, 2009 at 12:59 AM

    omg that's so insulting she wears crocs

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  8. Ned UsaNovember 13, 2009 at 8:17 AM

    i used to hate crocs, but then my cousin informed me of all their practical advantages.

    now i only hate the way they look, and I still don't wear them.

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