As The Pearls Of Morning's Dew

—Anonymous Photo

TO DAFFODILS
—Robert Herrick (1591-1674)
 
Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
You haste away so soon;
As yet the early-rising sun
Has not attain'd his noon.
Stay, stay,
Until the hasting day
Has run
But to the even-song;
And, having pray'd together, we
Will go 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 anything.
We die
As your hours do, and dry
Away,
Like to the summer's rain;
Or as the pearls of morning's dew,
Ne'er to be found again.

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—Medusa

For more about Robert Herrick, see www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/robert-herrick/.For more of Robert Herrick’s poems, including “Upon Parson Beanes”, “To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time” (Gather ye rosebuds, while ye may…), and “The Bad Season Makes the Poet Sad”, go to www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47335/to-daffodils/.

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