Yun daisyd mantels ys the mountayne dyghte.

Yun daisyd mantels ys the mountayne dyghte.

Thou unassuming Commonplace
Of Nature.

Thou unassuming Commonplace
Of Nature.

Stars are the daisies that begem
The blue fields of the sky,
Beheld by all, and everywhere,
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Stars are the daisies that begem
The blue fields of the sky,
Beheld by all, and everywhere,
Bright prototypes on high.

We meet thee, like a pleasant thought,
When such are wanted.

We meet thee, like a pleasant thought,
When such are wanted.

Even thou who mournst the daisy's fate,
That fate is thine--no distant date;
Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives, read more

Even thou who mournst the daisy's fate,
That fate is thine--no distant date;
Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives, elate,
Full on thy bloom,
Till crushed beneath the furrow's weight
Shall be thy doom!

And a breastplate made of daisies,
Closely fitting, leaf on leaf,
Periwinkles interlaced
Drawn read more

And a breastplate made of daisies,
Closely fitting, leaf on leaf,
Periwinkles interlaced
Drawn for belt about the waist;
While the brown bees, humming praises,
Shot their arrows round the chief.

Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,
One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine,
When he read more

Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,
One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine,
When he call'd the flowers, so blue and golden,
Stars that on earth's firmament do shine.

The poet's darling.

The poet's darling.

That of all the floures in the mede,
Thanne love I most these floures white and rede,
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That of all the floures in the mede,
Thanne love I most these floures white and rede,
Suche as men callen daysyes in her toune.