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« Strew, strew the glad and smiling ground 
With every flower, yet not confound : 
The primrose drop, the spring’s own spouse, 
Bright dayes-eyes, and the lips-of-cows.” 
And Drayton, in his description of the various flowers 
twined by attendant nymphs into a bridal wreath for 
the river Tame, tell us, that they strewed 
“ The daisy over all these sundry sweets so thick 
As Nature doth herself, to imitate her right 
Who seems in that, her pearl, so greatly to delight 
That every plain therewith she powdereth.” 
Milton leads us most willing captives to 
“ Russet lawns and fallows grey 
Where the nibbling flocks do stray, 
Meadows trim with daisies pied, 
Shallow brooks, and rivers wide.” 
But, amongst all its gifted admirers, perhaps not one 
has addressed it in sweeter strains than the bard who 
has almost made the <{ wee crimson-tipped flower” his 
own, by those exquisitely beautiful lines, so full of true 
pathos, which must be familiar to all lovers of poetry. 
The French appellation for the daisy, marguerite (a 
