The Butterfly Ball and the Grasshopper’s Feast

November 20, 2016 at 5:25 am Leave a comment

the-butterfly-ball-and-the-grasshoppers-feastThe Butterfly Ball and the Grasshopper’s Feast

By William Plomer
Illustrated by Alan Aldridge

Renowned illustrator Alan Aldridge introduced the fantastical world of the Butterfly Ball in this breathtaking modern classic.

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THE BUTTERFLY’S BALLAND THE GRASSHOPPER’S FEAST
By Mr ROSCOE

A FACSIMILE REPRODUCTION
OF THE
EDITION OF 1808

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The Butterfly’s Ball and the Grasshopper’s Feast.

Come, take up your hats, and away let us haste

To the Butterfly’s ball and the Grasshopper’s feast;

For the trumpeter Gadfly has summoned his crew,

And the revels are now only waiting for you.

On the smooth-shaven grass by the side of the wood,

Beneath a broad oak that for ages has stood,

See the children of earth, and the tenants of air,

For an evening’s amusement together repair.

And there came the Beetle, so blind, and so black,

Who carried the Emmet, his friend, on his back;

And there came the Gnat, and the Dragonfly too,

And all their relations, green, orange, and blue.

And there came the Moth, with her plumage of down,

And the Hornet, with jacket of yellow and brown,

Who with him the Wasp, his companion, did bring—

They promised that evening to lay by their sting.

Then the sly little Dormouse peeped out of his hole,

And led to the feast his blind cousin the Mole;

And the Snail, with her horns peeping out from her shell,

Came fatigued with the distance, the length of an ell.

A Mushroom the table, and on it was spread

A Water-dock leaf, which their table-cloth made;

The viands were various, to each of their taste,

And the Bee brought the honey to sweeten the feast.

With steps more majestic the Snail did advance,

And he promised the gazers a minuet dance;

But they all laughed so loudly, he pulled in his head,

And went, in his own little chamber, to bed.

Then, as evening gave way to the shadows of night,

Their watchman, the Glow-worm, came out with his light.

So home let us hasten, while yet we can see,

For no watchman is waiting for you or for me.

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