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Madeleine Emerald Thiele

The Victorian Butterfly muses upon Art, Angels & other stuff in between.

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Poetry

Ave Atque Vale by Swinburne

Swinburne heard mistakenly that Baudelaire had died, and produced the following poem 'In Memory of Charles Baudelaire'. Baudelaire died in Paris, on the 31st August, 1867 at only aged 46. Nous devrions pourtant lui porter quelques fleurs; Les morts, les... Continue Reading →

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O ye gods!

O ye gods! I beseech ye not to spare me my youth, but to leave me the virtues of youth - disinterested animosities, disinterested tears! Let me not become a scolding old (wo)man, enviously growling at a younger race of... Continue Reading →

The Angel by William Blake

I dreamt a dream! What can it mean? And that I was a maiden Queen Guarded by an Angel mild: Witless woe was ne'er beguiled! And I wept both night and day, And he wiped my tears away; And I... Continue Reading →

The Death of Little Nell from Dickens’ The Old Curiosity Shop

They moved so gently, that their footsteps made no noise; but there were sobs from among the group, and sounds of grief and mourning. For she was dead. There, upon her little bed, she lay at rest. The solemn stillness... Continue Reading →

The Sleeping Children by William Lisle Bowles

Look at those sleeping children; softly tread, Lest thou do mar their dream, and come not nigh Till their fond mother, with a kiss, shall cry, 'Tis morn, awake! awake! Ah! they are dead! Yet folded in each other's arms... Continue Reading →

The Sphinx by Oscar Wilde

In a dim corner of my room for longer than my fancy thinks A beautiful and silent Sphinx has watched me through the shifting gloom. Inviolate and immobile she does not rise she does not stir For silver moons are... Continue Reading →

Dark Angel by Lionel Johnson

Dark Angel, with thine aching lust To rid the world of penitence: Malicious Angel, who still dost My soul such subtile violence! Because of thee, no thought, no thing, Abides for me undesecrate: Dark Angel, ever on the wing, Who... Continue Reading →

William Allingham The Fairies

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Twas the Night before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there. The children were... Continue Reading →

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