<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540238" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Same Flower (second poem)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">With little here to do or see <br>Of things that in the great world be, <br>Daisy! again I talk to thee, <br>For thou art worthy, <br>Thou unassuming Common-place <br>Of Nature, with that homely face, <br>And yet with something of a grace, <br>Which Love makes for thee! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oft on the dappled turf at ease <br>I sit, and play with similies, <br>Loose types of things through all degrees, <br>Thoughts of thy raising: <br>And many a fond and idle name <br>I give to thee, for praise or blame, <br>As is the humour of the game, <br>While I am gazing. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A nun demure of lowly port; <br>Or sprightly maiden, of Love's court, <br>In thy simplicity the sport <br>Of all temptations; <br>A queen in crown of rubies drest; <br>A starveling in a scanty vest; <br>Are all, as seems to suit thee best, <br>Thy appellations. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A little cyclops, with one eye <br>Staring to threaten and defy, <br>That thought comes next--and instantly <br>The freak is over, <br>The shape will vanish--and behold <br>A silver shield with boss of gold, <br>That spreads itself, some faery bold <br>In fight to cover! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see thee glittering from afar-- <br>And then thou art a pretty star; <br>Not quite so fair as many are <br>In heaven above thee! <br>Yet like a star, with glittering crest, <br>Self-poised in air thou seem'st to rest;-- <br>May peace come never to his nest, <br>Who shall reprove thee! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bright 'Flower'! for by that name at last, <br>When all my reveries are past, <br>I call thee, and to that cleave fast, <br>Sweet silent creature! <br>That breath'st with me in sun and air, <br>Do thou, as thou art wont, repair <br>My heart with gladness, and a share <br>Of thy meek nature!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Wordsworth">William Wordsworth</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540238" data-title="To The Same Flower (second poem) de William Wordsworth" data-description="With little here to do or see Of things that in the great world be, Daisy! again I talk to thee, For thou art worthy, Thou unassuming Common-place Of Nature, with that homely face, And yet with something of a grace, Which Love makes for the..."></div> </div> </div>

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