Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE DAISY, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES



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First Line: I know not why thy beauty should
Last Line: Share my lost place with the wild green.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Daisies; Flowers


I know not why thy beauty should
Remind me of the cold, dark grave --
Thou Flower, as fair as Moonlight, when
She kissed the mouth of a black Cave.

All other Flowers can coax the Bees,
All other Flowers are sought but thee:
Dost thou remind them all of Death,
Sweet Flower, as thou remindest me?

Thou seemest like a blessed ghost,
So white, so cold, though crowned with gold;
Among these glazed Buttercups,
And purple Thistles, rough and bold.

When I am dead, nor thought of more,
Out of all human memory --
Grow you on my forsaken grave,
And win for me a stranger's sigh.

A day or two the lilies fade;
A month, aye less, no friends are seen:
Then, claimant to forgotten graves,
Share my lost place with the wild green.





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