She wore one day a yellow hat; Along with it her greenest gown; And when her best beau came to call, She curtsied, sinking down. He said, "You're like a daffodil On which the sunbeams shine." She answered, "Though that's sort of sill, I rather like the line." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE USE OF FLOWERS by MARY HOWITT DIVINA COMMEDIA (INTRODUCTORY POEMS): 1 by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW PETER QUINCE AT THE CLAVIER by WALLACE STEVENS MNEMOSYNE by TRUMBULL STICKNEY PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 1ST SERIES: 8 by EDWARD TAYLOR TWO WOMEN by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS BEGGAR TO BEGGAR CRIED by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |