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Book IV.
The Dunciad.
189
He ceas'd, and wept. With innocence of mien,
420 Th' Accus'd stood forth, and thus address'd the Queen.
Of all th' enamel'd race,[I 1] whose silv'ry wing
Waves to the tepid Zephyrs of the spring,
Or swims along the fluid atmosphere,
Once brightest shin'd this child of Heat and Air.
425 I saw, and started from its vernal bow'r
The rising game, and chac'd from flow'r to flow'r,
It fled, I follow'd; now in hope, now pain;
It stopt, I stopt; it mov'd, I mov'd again.[I 2]
At last it fix'd, 'twas on what plant it pleas'd,
430 And where it fix'd, the beauteous bird I seiz'd:
Rose or Carnation was below my care;
I meddle, Goddess! only in my sphere.
I tell the naked fact without disguise,
And, to excuse it, need but shew the prize;
435 Whose spoils this paper offers to your eye,
Fair ev'n in death! this peerless Butterfly.

Imitations

  1. Ver. 421. Of all th'enamel'd race,] The poet seems to have an eye to Spenser, Muiopotmos.
    Of all the race of silver-winged Flies
    Which do possess the Empire of the Air.

  2. Ver. 427, 428. It fled, I follow'd, &c.]
    ——I started back,
    It started back; but pleas'd I soon return'd,
    Pleas'd it return'd as soon ——Milton.