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And the butterflies sung of strange and painted things, of purple orchids and of lost pink cities and the monstrous colours of the jungle's decay. And they, too, were among those whose voices are not discernible by human ears. AND THE BUTTERFLIES SUNG OF STRANGE AND PAINTED THINGS OF PURPLE ORCHIDS AND OF LOST PINK CITIES AND THE MONSTROUS COLORS OF THE JUNGLE'S DECAY AND THEY TOO WERE AMONG THOSE WHOSE VOICES ARE NOT DISCERNIBLE BY HUMAN EARS
 had shaken from a jungle orchid, chilling the air and driving it before it, as it fell whirring in its rush to the earth; but all the while they sang triumphantly. "For the day is for us," they said, "whether our great and sacred father the Sun shall bring up more life like us from the marshes, or whether all the world shall end tonight." And there sang all those whose notes are known to human ears, as well as those whose far more numerous notes have been never heard by man. To these a rainy day had been as an era of war that should desolate continents during all the lifetime of a man. And there came out also from the dark and steaming jungle to behold and rejoice in the Sun the huge and lazy butterflies. And they danced, but danced idly, on the ways of the air, as some haughty queen of distant conquered lands might in her poverty and exile dance, in some encampment of the gipsies, for the mere bread to live by, but beyond that would never abate her pride to dance for a fragment more. WATER THAT A BREEZE HAD SHAKEN FROM A JUNGLE ORCHID CHILLING THE AIR AND DRIVING IT BEFORE IT AS IT FELL WHIRRING IN ITS RUSH TO THE EARTH BUT ALL THE WHILE THEY SANG TRIUMPHANTLY FOR THE DAY IS FOR US THEY SAID WHETHER OUR GREAT AND SACRED FATHER THE SON SHALL BRING UP MORE LIFE LIKE US FROM THE MARSHES OR WHETHER ALL THE WORLD SHALL END TO NIGHT AND THERE SANG ALL THOSE WHOSE NOTES ARE KNOWN TO HUMAN EARS AS WELL AS THOSE WHOSE FAR MORE NUMEROUS NOTES HAVE NEVER BEEN HEARD BY MAN TO THESE A RAINY DAY HAD BEEN AS AN ERA OF WAR THAT SHOULD DESOLATE CONTINENTS DURING ALL THE LIFETIME OF A MAN AND THERE CAME OUT ALSO FROM THE DARK AND STEAMING JUNGLE TO BEHOLD AND REJOICE IN THE SUN THE HUGE AND LAZY BUTTERFLIES AND THEY DANCED BUT DANCED IDLY ON THE WAYS OF THE AIR AS SOME HAUGHTY QUEEN OF DISTANT CONQUERED LANDS MIGHT IN HER POVERTY AND EXILE DANCE IN SOME ENCAMPMENT OF THE GIPSIES FOR THE MERE BREAD TO LIVE BY BUT BEYOND THAT WOULD NEVER ABATE HER PRIDE COULD DANCE FOR A FRAGMENT MORE
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