Fair daffadils, we weep to see You haste away so soone; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attained its noone. * * * * * We have short time to stay as you, We have as short a spring; As quick a growth to meet decay As you or anything. HerrickDaffadills.
When a daffadill I see, Hanging down his head twards me, Guesse I may, what I must be: First, I shall decline my head; Secondly, I shall be dead: Lastly, safely buryed. HerrickHesperides. Divination by a Daffadill.
It is daffodil time, so the robins all cry, For the suns a big daffodil up in the sky, And when down the midnight the owl calls to-whoo! Why, then the round moon is a daffodil too; Now sheer to the bough-tops the sap starts to climb, So, merry my masters, its daffodil time. Clinton ScollardDaffodil Time.
O Love-star of the unbeloved March, When cold and shrill, Forth flows beneath a low, dim-lighted arch The wind that beats sharp crag and barren hill, And keeps unfilmed the lately torpid rill! Aubrey De VereOde to the Daffodil.
There is a tiny yellow daffodil, The butterfly can see it from afar, Although one summer evenings dew could fill Its little cup twice over, ere the star Had called the lazy shepherd to his fold, And be no prodigal. Oscar WildeThe Burden of Stys.