Victor Marie Hugo

(26 February 1802 – 22 May 1885 / Besancon / France)

The Genesis Of The Butterfly - Poem by Victor Marie Hugo

The dawn is smiling on the dew that covers
The tearful roses; lo, the little lovers
That kiss the buds, and all the flutterings
In jasmine bloom, and privet, of white wings,
That go and come, and fly, and peep and hide,
With muffled music, murmured far and wide.
Ah, the Spring time, when we think of all the lays
That dreamy lovers send to dreamy mays,
Of the fond hearts within a billet bound,
Of all the soft silk paper that pens wound,
The messages of love that mortals write
Filled with intoxication of delight,
Written in April and before the May time
Shredded and flown, playthings for the wind's playtime,
We dream that all white butterflies above,
Who seek through clouds or waters souls to love,
And leave their lady mistress in despair,
To flit to flowers, as kinder and more fair,
Are but torn love-letters, that through the skies
Flutter, and float, and change to butterflies


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  • Ema Sujalma (2/9/2018 10:43:00 PM)


    I make a song from this beautiful Poem, , is there somebody wanti to hear that? just search at Youtube with suitable keywords, thanks (Report) Reply

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  • (2/9/2018 10:34:00 PM)


    i've been made a musical for this poem, is there somebody want to hear that?
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  • Souren Mondal (10/24/2015 9:33:00 PM)


    A beautiful poem indeed.. Here's the French original:

    Vere novo

    Comme le matin rit sur les roses en pleurs!
    Oh! les charmants petits amoureux qu'ont les fleurs!
    Ce n'est dans les jasmins, ce n'est dans les pervenches
    Qu'un éblouissement de folles ailes blanches
    Qui vont, viennent, s'en vont, reviennent, se fermant,
    Se rouvrant, dans un vaste et doux frémissement.
    O printemps! quand on songe à toutes les missives
    Qui des amants rêveurs vont aux belles pensives,
    A ces coeurs confiés au papier, à ce tas
    De lettres que le feutre écrit au taffetas,
    Au message d'amour, d'ivresse et de délire
    Qu'on reçoit en avril et qu'en met l'on déchire,
    On croit voir s'envoler, au gré du vent joyeux,
    Dans les prés, dans les bois, sur les eaux, dans les cieux,
    Et rôder en tous lieux, cherchant partout une âme,
    Et courir à la fleur en sortant de la femme,
    Les petits morceaux blancs, chassés en tourbillons
    De tous les billets doux, devenus papillons.

    It is taken from Hugo's Les Contemplation
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  • (3/11/2015 10:32:00 AM)


    ........a beautiful poem with beautiful imagery...
    these are some very nice lines....
    - Of all the soft silk paper that pens wound,
    The messages of love that mortals write
    Filled with intoxication of delight,
    Written in April and before the May time -
    (Report) Reply

  • (2/18/2009 1:33:00 AM)


    Hi, please guys, this is driving me nut... I'm trying to find the french name of the Genesis of the Butterfly, help me. (Report) Reply

  • (12/9/2006 7:16:00 PM)


    Live your life like a butterfly does.Live a life full of joy an love and when the end will come you will be able to go and even if, like a butterfly you lived only one day in this world you don't regret a thing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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