In his blue gardens, men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.
I lingered around them, under the benign sky; watched the moths fluttering among the heath and hare-bells; listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass; and wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
Soft-buzzing Slander; silly moths that eat An honest name.james thomson
Maidens, like moths, are ever caught by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.lord byron
Please, take care of my beautiful moths.