TO A DAISY. 
BT WORDSWORTH. 
Bright flower, whose home is every where 1 
A pilgrim bold in Nature’s care, 
And oft, the long year through, the heir 
Of joy or sorrow ; 
Methinks that there abides in thee 
Some concord with humanity, 
Given to no other flower I see 
The forest through! 
And wherefore ? Man is soon deprest; 
A thoughtless thing who, once unblest, 
Does little on his memory rest, 
Or on his reason: 
But thou wouldst teach him how to find 
A shelter under every wind ; 
A hope for times that are unkin d. 
And every seasm. 
