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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=575593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Butterfly and the Lark</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=575593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Butterfly and the Lark (Shakespearan Sonnet) </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=575593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Much like a painted picture taken flight, <br>With wings wearing yellows, pinks and blues, <br>A butterfly on Flora did alight, <br>His thirst to satiate with nect'rous juice.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=575593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Admiring him, upon a nearby tree, <br>Behind the foliage-screen a lark did hide.<br>The former froze with fear when, suddenly, <br>The ominous bird with oggling eyes he spied.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=575593" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Too small a prey I am; do pity me'<br>He begged. Then came a song-like sweet reply: <br>'Feast enough for me has been your beauty; <br>I've had my fill; for food no need have I.<br> But, whilst I sing, will you not display<br> Your glorious hues in all their bright array?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Dr.+Tulsi+Hanumanthu">Dr. Tulsi Hanumanthu</a></strong></div>

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