[Poems by Osgood in] The poetry of flowers and Flowers of Poetry | ||
I WILL THINK OF IT.
WHITE DAISY.
“I dare not yet your prayers requite!”
Exclaimed a fearful beauty;
“In Reason's golden scales, sir knight,
I'll weigh my love and duty.”
Exclaimed a fearful beauty;
“In Reason's golden scales, sir knight,
I'll weigh my love and duty.”
Love drooped his wings in grief and shame;—
The scales began to waver;—
But then—a sigh, so heavy, came—
It turned them in his favour.
The scales began to waver;—
But then—a sigh, so heavy, came—
It turned them in his favour.
[Poems by Osgood in] The poetry of flowers and Flowers of Poetry | ||