The sun, with his great eye, Sees not so much as I ; And the moon, all silver, proud, Might as well be in a cloud. And the spring -- the spring ! I lead the life of a king ! Couch'd in the teeming grass, I spy each pretty lass. I look where no one dares, And I stare where no one stares, And when the night is nigh, Lambs bleat my lullaby.
Song Cycle by Cecil Burleigh (1885 - 1980)
?. Daisy's song  [sung text not yet checked]
- by John Keats (1795 - 1821), "Daisy's song", appears in Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John Keats, in Extracts from an Opera, first published 1848 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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