Eliza Lee Follen (1787-1860 / the United States)
Butterflies Are Pretty Things
'Butterflies are pretty things,
Prettier than you or I;
See the colors on his wings;
Who would hurt a butterfly?'
'Softly, softly, girls and boys;
He'll come near us by and by;
Here he is, don't make a noise;--
We'll not hurt you, butterfly.'
Not to hurt a living thing,
Let all little children try;
See, again he's on the wing;
Good by! pretty butterfly!
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