the trees and grass are soldiers, while the nutrients neath the soil are the supplier. the sleepy caterpillar under the leaf then conjured by him into a butterfly; a friend amid the voice of nature of praises about his torso. the life of him is often in danger of the chasm of death because of his eternal beauty. envy and jealousy swept away the butterflies that accompanied his steps and replaced them with a mist of evil spells. the witches tried to steal the light; imprisoned him in the cruel underworld. hereat nature protected him thro dewdrops.