…this time for World Poetry Day (today!)
Poor little Moth, how low thou’rt laid !
Would, thou hadst never thoughtless play’d
Round yon seducing light,
And flutter’d in its magic beam
Like one enchanted in a dream
Or vision of the night
Chosen from an early 19th C collection of poems, prose and ‘general whimsy’ known as the ‘Attic Chest’, edited by Eleanor Porden. The editor has given a little input to the original version, which was contributed by Eleanor’s friend Mary Ann Flaxman.