OH, dear little daisy, come whisper me softly, And tell me a secret I'm longing to know. His name will lie hid in your golden heart ever; Oh, say does he love me, and whisper it low. Faint heart, you are throbbing, and, cheeks, you are paling, -- One after another the white petals fall. Oh, birds, cease your singing, and, sun, hide your shining, For the daisy has said that he loves not at all. Tears do not fall: there is somebody coming, Somebody's footstep is here at my side; Somebody holds me quite close to his bosom, And whispers, "My darling, the daisy has lied." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE JAIN BIRD HOSPITAL IN DELHI by WILLIAM MEREDITH AT THE BRITISH MUSEUM by RICHARD ALDINGTON FAITH by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SONNET TO THOSE WHO SEE BUT DARKLY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A CERTAIN POET ON THE DEBATES by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |