Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall (Марджори Пиктхолл)

Daisy Time

See, the grass is full of stars,
     Fallen in their brightness;
Hearts they have of shining gold,
     Rays of shining whiteness.

Buttercups have honeyed hearts,
     Bees they love the clover,
But I love the daisies' dance
     All the meadow over.

Blow, O blow, you happy winds,
     Singing summer's praises,
Up the field and down the field
     A-dancing with the daisies.

1. The Hillmans Lass
2. The Immortal
3. The Tree
4. The Lovers of Marchaid
5. The Green Month

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