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Flowers-Daisy: Quotations from Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations

A tuft of daisies on a flowery lay They saw, and thitherward they bent their way.— DRYDEN — The Flower and the Leaf. L. 360.

Ah! Bring childhood's flower! The half-blown daisy bring.— EBENEZER ELLIOTT — Flowers for the Heart. L. 23.

Daisies infinite Uplift in praise their little glowing hands, O'er every hill that under heaven expands.— EBENEZER ELLIOTT — Miscellaneous Poems. Spring. L. 13.

Stoop where thou wilt, thy careless hand Some random bud will meet; Thou canst not tread, but thou wilt find The daisy at thy feet.— HOOD — Song.

All summer she scattered the daisy leaves; They only mocked her as they fell. She said: "The daisy but deceives; 'He loves me not', 'he loves me well,' One story no two daisies tell." Ah foolish heart, which waits and grieves Under the daisy's mocking spell.— HELEN HUNT JACKSON — The Sign of

the Daisy. There is a flower, a little flower With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky.— MONTGOMERY — A Field Flower.

The Rose has but a Summer reign, The daisy never dies.— MONTGOMERY — The Daisy. On Finding

One in Bloom on Christmas Day. Bright flowers, whose home is everywhere Bold in maternal nature's care And all the long year through the heir Of joy and sorrow, Methinks that there abides in thee Some concord with humanity, Given to no other flower I see The forest through.— WORDSWORTH — To the Daisy.

The poet's darling. S.— WORDSWORTH — To the Daisy.

Thou unassuming Commonplace Of Nature.— WORDSWORTH — To the Same Flower.

We meet thee, like a pleasant thought, When such are wanted.— WORDSWORTH — To the Daisy.

Daisy, Ox-eye. Chrysanthemum Leucanthemиt. Clear and simple in white and gold, Meadow blossom, of sunlit spaces, - The field is full as it well can hold And white with the drift of the ox-eye daisies!— DORA READ GOODALE — Daisies.

Dandelion. Taraxacum Dens-leonis. You cannot forget if you would those golden kisses all over the cheeks of the meadow, queerly called dandelions. C.— HENRY WARD BEECHER — Star Papers.

A Discourse of Flowers. Upon a showery night and still, Without a sound of warning, A trooper band surprised the hill, And held it in the morning. We were not waked by bugle notes, No cheer our dreams invaded, And yet at dawn, their yellow coats On the green slopes paraded.— HELEN GRAY CONE — The Dandelions.

Dear common flower, that grow'st beside the way, Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold, First pledge of blithesome May, Which children pluck, and, full of pride, uphold, High-hearted buccaneers, o'erjoyed that they An Eldorado in the grass have found, Which not the rich earth's ample round May match in wealth, thou art more dear to me Than all the prouder summer-blooms may be.— LOWELL — To the Dandelion.

Young Dandelion On a hedge-side, Said young Dandelion, Who'll be my bride? Said young Dandelion With a sweet air, I have my eye on Miss Daisy fair.— D. M. MULOCK — Young Dandelion.

Dittany. Cunila Mariana. There blossomed suddenly a magic bed Of sacred dittany.— KEATS — Endymion. Bk. I. L. 561.