Painted wings

In wonders admiration often led 
To mark confusions nature round us spread 
Inscects on constant travel as they past 
Shows each new comer different to the last 
& butterflyes whose varied painted wings 
Boasts every hue that summers glory brings 
Like the gilt eyes in peacocks feathers some 
Some hued like flowers to which their wanderings come 
In namless colours others sport the plains 
Hued as misterious as their birth remains

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