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Pull the Primrose, Sister Anne!Pull as many as you can.—Here are Daisies, take your fill;Pansies, and the Cuckow-flower:Of the lofty DaffodilMake your bed, and make your bower;Fill your lap, and fill your bosom;Only spare the Strawberry-blossom!
Primroses, the Spring may love them—Summer knows but little of them:Violets, do what they will,Wither'd on the ground must lie;Daisies will be daisies still;Daisies they must live and die:Fill your lap, and fill your bosom,Only spare the Strawberry-blossom!
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