Stay near me-do not take thy flight! A little longer stay in sight!
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Much converse do I find in Thee,
Historian of my Infancy!
Float near me; do not yet depart!
Dead times revive in thee:
Thou bring'st, gay Creature as thou art!
A solemn imgae to my heart,
My Father's Family!
Oh! pleasent, pleasent were the days,
The time, when in our childish plays,
My sister Emmeline and I
Together chaced the Butterfly!
A very hunter did I rush
Upon the prey;-with leaps and springs
I followed on from brake to bush;
But She, God love her! feared to brush
The dust from off its wings.
~Count Edmond Fernand Mondego~