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C.D. Warner, et al., comp. The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

To Daffodils

FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see

You haste away so soon:

As yet the early-rising sun

Has not attained his noon.

Stay, stay,

Until the hasting day

Has run

But to the evensong;

And having prayed together, we

Will 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 anything.

We die,

As your hours do, and dry

Away,

Like to the summer’s rain;

Or as the pearls of morning’s dew,

Ne’er to be found again.