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the daisy's mistake.
THE DAISY'S MISTAKE.
A sunbeam and zephyr were playing about,
One spring, ere a blossom had peep'd from the stem
When they heard underground a faint, fairy-like shout;
'Twas the voice of a field-daisy calling to them.
One spring, ere a blossom had peep'd from the stem
When they heard underground a faint, fairy-like shout;
'Twas the voice of a field-daisy calling to them.
Oh! tell me, my friend, has the winter gone by?
Is it time to come up? Is the Crocus there yet?
know you are sporting above, and I sigh
To be with you and kiss you;—'tis long since we met!
Is it time to come up? Is the Crocus there yet?
know you are sporting above, and I sigh
To be with you and kiss you;—'tis long since we met!
"I've been ready this great while,—all dress'd for the show;
I've a gem on my bosom that's pure as a star;
I've a gem on my bosom that's pure as a star;
