Verses On A Butterfly

A modern diptych, based on the poem by Joseph Warton - Verses On A Butterfly (1806)
[Two 1m2 OSB panels. Spray paint]

Verses On A Butterfly
Fair Child of Sun and Summer! we behold 
With eager eyes thy wings bedropp’d with gold; 
The purple spots that o’er thy mantle spread, 
The sapphire’s lively blue, the ruby’s red, 
Ten thousand various blended tints surprise,
Beyond the rainbow’s hues or peacock’s eyes:
Not Judah’s king in eastern pomp array’d,
Whose charms allur’d from far the Sheban maid,
High on his glitt’ring throne, like you could shine
(Nature’s completest miniature divine):
For thee the rose her balmy buds renews,
And silver lilies fill their cups with dews; 
Flora for thee the laughing fields perfumes,
For thee Pomona sheds her choicest blooms,
Soft Zephyr wafts thee on his gentlest gales
O’er Hackwood’s sunny hill and verdant vales;
For thee, gay queen of insects! do we rove
From walk to walk, from beauteous grove to grove;
And let the critics know, whose pedant pride
And awkward jests our sprightly sport deride:
That all who honours, fame, or wealth pursue,
Change but the name of things--they hunt for you.

With thanks to RedHouse Originals

All artwork, text and images © James Straffon 2024.