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Alfred H. Miles, ed.  The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century.  1907.
 
Poems.
I. The Daisy
By Henry Septimus Sutton (1825–1901)
 
A GOLD and silver cup
  Upon a pillar green,
Earth holds her Daisy up
  To catch the sunshine in;—
A dial-plant, set there        5
  To show each radiant hour;—
A field-astronomer,
  A sun-observing flower;—
 
A little rounded croft
  Where wingèd kine may graze;—        10
A golden meadow soft,
  Quadrille-ground for young fays;—
A fenced-in yellow plot
  With pales milk-white and clean,
Each tipt with crimson spot        15
  And set in ground of green.
 
The children with delight
  To meet the Daisy run;
They love to see how bright
  She shines upon the sun.        20
Like lowly white-crown’d queen
  She graciously doth bend,
And stands with quiet mien
  The little children’s friend.
 
Sometimes the Daisy’s seen,        25
  A simple rustic maid,
In comely gown of green,
  And pure white frill array’d,
Dreaming, like one in mood
  Of hope by fancy spun,        30
Awaiting to be wooed,
  And willing to be won.
 
The dandy Butterfly,
  All exquisitely dress’d,
Before the Daisy’s eye        35
  Displays his velvet vest;
In vain is he array’d
  In all that gaudy show;
What need hath rustic maid
  Of such a foppish beau?        40
 
The vagrant Bee but sings
  For what he gets thereby,
Nor comes, excepts he brings
  His pocket on his thigh;
Then let him start aside        45
  And woo some wealthier flower
The Daisy’s not his bride,
  She hath no honey-dower.
 
The Gnat, old back-bent fellow,
  In frugal frieze-coat drest,        50
Seeks on her carpet yellow
  His tottering limbs to rest;
He woos her with eyes dim,
  Voice thin, and aspect sage;—
What careth she for him?        55
  What mate is youth for age?
 
Upon her head she lifts,
  Where they can best be seen,
Her little golden gifts
  In white-fringed basket green        60
Still ready to be met
  In every passing hour,
The little children’s pet,
  Their ever-faithful flower.
 
 
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