Lo! the bright train their radiant wings unfold, With silver fring'd and freckl'd o'er with gold. On the gay bosom of some fragrant flower They idly fluttering live their little hour; Their life all pleasure, and their task all play, All spring their age, and sunshine all their day.


Poems, To Mrs. Priestley, with some Drawings of Birds and Insects (p. 46)

Anna Laetitia Barbauld Quotes

Lo! the bright train their radiant wings unfold, With silver fring'd and freckl'd o'er with gold. On the gay bosom of some fragrant flower They idly...

Lo! the bright train their radiant wings unfold, With silver fring'd and freckl'd o'er with gold. On the gay bosom of some fragrant flower They idly...

Lo! the bright train their radiant wings unfold, With silver fring'd and freckl'd o'er with gold. On the gay bosom of some fragrant flower They idly...

Lo! the bright train their radiant wings unfold, With silver fring'd and freckl'd o'er with gold. On the gay bosom of some fragrant flower They idly...