Robert Herrick

To Daffodils by Robert Herrick

Fair Daffodils, we weep to seeYou haste away so soon;As yet the early-rising sunHas not attain’d his noon.Stay, stay,Until the hasting dayHas runBut to the even-song;And, having pray’d together, weWill go with you along. We have short time to stay, as you,We have as short a spring;As quick a growth to meet decay,As you, or …

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