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Richard Henry Horne

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Far out at sea,—the sun was high,
While veer'd the wind and flapped the sail,
We saw a snow-white butterfly
Dancing before the fitful gale,
Far out at sea.
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Genius; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 88.

 
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