Capitolo 77
His/her white is shed you/he/she goes away wide;
While Daisy talked to low voice his/her joy and hopes,
As she was next to the side of his/her cheerful friends.
Violet peered at from the green and tall ferns,
And it lifted his/her blue and soft eye
To look at the bright form that has shone
Far in the sky in summer.
They thought anybody more to the ugly worm,
Who had aroused once their contempt;
But it looked and it passionately desired now the butterfly,
As the soft wind annoyed him on.
Nearbyer and nearer the bright form came,
It is more correctly the flowers they grew;
Each gave him the welcome one, in his/her sweeter tones;
Each offered his/her honey and dew.
But in vain they made a sign, and it smiles, and call,
It is more breadth their leaves open;
The bright form was still floating on,
From Violet, Daisy and Rose.
Slightly it flew to the pleasant house
Of the more flower really correctly,
On the breast of Clover him slightly turned on,
And it folded up there his/her bright wings.
"Dear flower", the butterfly talked to low voice least,
"Long Hast you it waited me;
I have now come, and my thankful love
It will make house of thy for thee;
You hasts loved and they worried him about me, when alone,
Hast looked at o'er me long and well;
And he/she now wants me I strive me to show the thanks
The poor worm could not say.
Sunbeam and breeze will come to thee,
And the freshest dews that autumn;
Whate'er that a flower can desire it is thine,
For you the art I deign everybody.
And the house you shared with the worm without friends
The house of the butterfly will be;
And you shalts find, the dear one, faithful flower,
A loving friend in me."
Then, through the long one, the bright hours in summer
Through light of the sun and through shower,
Together in their happy house
Butterfly of Dwelt and flower.
"Ah that is very beautiful" he/she cried the Elves, while gathering round
small Sunbeam as her stopped, to put a garland in his/her hair and