generally handsome, amiable, persuasive, and witty. He may be i

and I love you tenderly, ardently. I feel I can devote my whole life to you. If you

of incredulity, 'I know what the

of them. Of the butterfly I have only the wings, to always bring me back to you. I am a one-rose butterfly; if the others are inconstant, unfaith

e. 'How he loves me!' she thinks. 'After all, if butterflies are ge

hole soul, all her most exquisite perfume.

ou going?' a

rotecting sneer. 'Why, I am going to

you would be

thing more. You should have been wiser,

r the rose and tries to sting her. She calls the butterfly to her help, but he does not even deign to a

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, he knows he has to proceed in quite a

her beauty compared to yours? What is her perfume? Almost insipid compared to your enchanting, intoxicating fragrance. What is her shape compared t

The wily butterfly sees he is making progress. He

re not a fickle butterfly, I mig

ne. How could I be unfaithful to you if you loved me? Are you not the most beautiful of flowers? How could it b

e believes him, and gives herself up to

stasy, 'you will love me for ever; yo

strong, a little vulgar, and one gets tired of it quickly. I am not sure that I do not prefer the rose to you.

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idden in the ivy near the wall. Her sweet odour

ly beyond competition. I might admire a rose or a lily for a moment, lose my head over them, but not my heart. You alone can inspire sincere and true love. If you will marry me-for you do not i

ou are too brilliant for me, and I too modest and humble for y

e crossed the garden without looking at any other flower in order to come to you straight. What I w

'over which he has no control,' are surmounted. The poor little violet is fascinat

lone, with all the other flowers of the garden to sneer at me and despise me! Oh no, dear; I have loved you with my modest soul; I have given you all I have

ial position to think of. I am sure you understand that. You say you are fond of me; then you will put yourself

reading an account of it in the following day's pape

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ment. As for the women of the very best society, he is thought rather enterprising and dangerous; but I hav

s of the butterfly: he is generally in love w