Thomas Wentworth Higginson Home Poems Poets Thomas Wentworth Higginson Poems June by Thomas Wentworth Higginson She needs no teaching,—no defect is hers; She stands in all her beauty 'mid the trees, The Soul of a Butterfly by Thomas Wentworth Higginson Over the field where the brown quails whistle, Over the ferns where the rabbits lie, Sonnet to Duty by Thomas Wentworth Higginson Light of dim mornings; shield from heat and cold; Balm for all ailments; substitute for praise;