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Faire clafFodills, we weep to see 
You haste away so soon; 
As yet the early rising sun 
Has not attained his noon. 
Stay, stay, 
Untill the hasting day 
Has run 
But to the even song:: 
o y 
And, having prayed together, we 
Will goe 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 any thing. 
We die 
As your houres doe, and drie 
Away, 
Like to the Summer’s raine. 
Or as the pearles of morning’s dew. 
Ne’er to be found againe. 
The Narcissus is celebrated by many of our old Poets, to 
whom the story of the beautiful youth growing enamoured of 
his own reflected form as he gazed into a fountain, and pining 
in hopeless love till transformed into the Flower bearina: his 
name, was a most tempting subject for their quaint and fanciful 
muses. The bending heads of all the Narcissi favour the fable, 
which is certainly a very graceful one ; and we do well to bear 
such in om- memory, for they greatly enhance and refine the 
enjoyment we receive fi’om Flowers, in thus making mental 
tablets of their delicate and pencilled leaves. The Narcissus 
is one of the flowers spoken of by Emilia and her maid, in 
the beautiful garden scene in “The Two Noble Kinsmen,” by 
Beaumont and Fletcher. 
