by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931)

The banks of the daisies
Language: English  after the English 
As Kathleen fair beyond compare
Asleep upon a bank I spied;
All upon tiptoe I sought her side
And kissed her down in the daisies.

But up she starts and on me darts
The shafts of scorn from lip and eye,
Then in a storm goes sweeping by,
And leaves me alone with the daisies.

But when next day I chanced that way,
There Kathleen blushed in all her charms,
With sighs she sank into my arms,
And we told our love to the daisies.

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