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THE EARLY DAISY
With all the pleasant things
That come with spring,
What time the mavis builds and sings,
I love the daisy well;
Ere hedges throw a sprout
Of greenness out
They peep and shine about
And care not where they dwell.
That come with spring,
What time the mavis builds and sings,
I love the daisy well;
Ere hedges throw a sprout
Of greenness out
They peep and shine about
And care not where they dwell.
Beside the garden pales
Their silver bloom prevails
And glads the children's tales
While sitting there at play;
In the grass they come and crowd,
Wherever weed's allowed
A footing, they are proud
In glad spring's early day.
Their silver bloom prevails
And glads the children's tales
While sitting there at play;
In the grass they come and crowd,
Wherever weed's allowed
A footing, they are proud
In glad spring's early day.
Sallows that by the little pond recline
And sweetly shine
In tasselled gold seem not so sweet as thine
Low blooming at their foot!
I've thought so when a boy
In play's employ,
Racing the lambs in joy
And resting at its root.
And sweetly shine
In tasselled gold seem not so sweet as thine
Low blooming at their foot!
I've thought so when a boy
In play's employ,
Racing the lambs in joy
And resting at its root.
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The blackthorns like a sheet
And faintly sweet
Pale March in hedges meet
Like snows in bloom,
But daisies came before
On green and moor
And ere snowstorms were o'er
I saw them come.
And faintly sweet
Pale March in hedges meet
Like snows in bloom,
But daisies came before
On green and moor
And ere snowstorms were o'er
I saw them come.
The mind will dream and cling
To pleasant things
That come again with spring,
As when health used to go
Down little paths and spy
Cowslips so nigh
That, as we wandered by,
Would pat agen the shoe.
To pleasant things
That come again with spring,
As when health used to go
Down little paths and spy
Cowslips so nigh
That, as we wandered by,
Would pat agen the shoe.
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