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The daffodil is our doorside queen; She pushes upward the sword already, To spot with sunshine the early green. - William Cullen Bryant, An Invitation to the Country What ye have been ye still shall be When we are dust the dust among, O yellow flowers! - Henry Austin Dobson, To Daffodils 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. - Robert Herrick, Daffadills When a daffadill I see, Hanging down his head t'wards me, Guesse I may, what I must be: First, I shall decline my head; Secondly, I shall be dead: Lastly, safely buryed. - Robert Herrick, Hesperides--Divination by a Daffadill "O fateful flower beside the rill-- The Daffodil, the daffodil!" - Jean Ingelow, Persephone (st. 16) It is daffodil time, so the robins all cry, For the sun's a big daffodil up in the sky, And when down the midnight the owl call "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, it's daffodil time. - Clinton Scollard, Daffodil Time Daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets, dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes, Or Cytherea's breath. - William Shakespeare I would I had some flowers o' th' spring that might Become your time of day, and yours, and yours, That wear upon your virgin branches yet Your maidenheads growing. O, Proserpina, For the flowers now that, frighted, thou let'st fall From Dis's wagon; daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath; pale primroses, That die unmarried, ere they can behold Bright Phoebus in his strength--a malady Most incident to maids; bold oxlips and The crown imperial; lilies of all kinds, The flower-de-luce being one. - William Shakespeare, The Winter's Tale (Perdita at IV, iv) Then the face of night is fair in the dewy downs And the shining daffodil dies. - Lord Alfred Tennyson, Maud (pt. III, st. 1) 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! - Sir Aubrey de Vere, Ode to the Daffodil Daffy-down-dilly came up in the cold, Through the brown mould Although the March breeze blew keen on her face, Although the white snow lay in many a place. - Anna Bartlett Warner (used pseudonym Amy Lothrop), Daffy-Down-Dilly There is a tiny yellow daffodil, The butterfly can see it from afar, Although one summer evening's dew could fill Its little cup twice over, ere the star Had called the lazy shepherd to his fold, And be no prodigal. - Oscar Wilde (Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde), The Burden of Stys A host of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. - William Wordsworth, I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
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