My Daffodils

To Daffodils

Fair daffodils, we weep to see
    You haste away so soon ;
As yet the early-rising sun
    Has not attain’d his noon.
              Stay, stay,
         Until the hasting day
                     Has run
         But to the evensong ;
And having pray’d 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
          Like to the summer’s rain ;
Or as the pearls of morning’s dew,
          Ne’er to be found again.

** Dear daffodils, shall I say good bye?

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