| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 17cceab | I'd be a butterfly, born in a bower,Where roses and lilies and violets meet. | Butterflies | ||
| 64bf6ae | But these are flowers that fly and all but sing. | Butterflies | ||
| 0e9dd29 | The butterfly's floating magnificence crossesOur lawn for a moment, then flutters beyond. | Butterflies | ||
| 9a73e1b | And many an ante-natal tombWhere butterflies dream of the life to come. | Butterflies |