Golden Glories lyrics

by

Christina Rossetti


The buttercup is like a golden cup,
        The marigold is like a golden frill,
The daisy with a golden eye looks up,
        And golden spreads the flag beside the rill,
        And gay and golden nods the daffodil,
The gorsey common swells a golden sea,
        The cowslip hangs a head of golden tips,
And golden drips the honey which the bee
        Sucks from sweet hearts of flowers and stores and sips.
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