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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Small Celandine</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">PANSIES, lilies, kingcups, daisies,<br>Let them live upon their praises;<br>Long as there's a sun that sets,<br>Primroses will have their glory;<br>Long as there are violets,<br>They will have a place in story:<br>There's a flower that shall be mine,<br>'Tis the little Celandine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Eyes of some men travel far<br>For the finding of a star; <br>Up and down the heavens they go,<br>Men that keep a mighty rout!<br>I'm as great as they, I trow,<br>Since the day I found thee out,<br>Little Flower!--I'll make a stir,<br>Like a sage astronomer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Modest, yet withal an Elf<br>Bold, and lavish of thyself;<br>Since we needs must first have met<br>I have seen thee, high and low, <br>Thirty years or more, and yet<br>'Twas a face I did not know;<br>Thou hast now, go where I may,<br>Fifty greetings in a day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ere a leaf is on a bush,<br>In the time before the thrush<br>Has a thought about her nest,<br>Thou wilt come with half a call,<br>Spreading out thy glossy breast<br>Like a careless Prodigal; <br>Telling tales about the sun,<br>When we've little warmth, or none.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poets, vain men in their mood!<br>Travel with the multitude:<br>Never heed them; I aver<br>That they all are wanton wooers;<br>But the thrifty cottager,<br>Who stirs little out of doors,<br>Joys to spy thee near her home;<br>Spring is coming, Thou art come! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Comfort have thou of thy merit,<br>Kindly, unassuming Spirit!<br>Careless of thy neighbourhood,<br>Thou dost show thy pleasant face<br>On the moor, and in the wood,<br>In the lane;--there's not a place,<br>Howsoever mean it be,<br>But 'tis good enough for thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ill befall the yellow flowers,<br>Children of the flaring hours! <br>Buttercups, that will be seen,<br>Whether we will see or no;<br>Others, too, of lofty mien;<br>They have done as worldlings do,<br>Taken praise that should be thine,<br>Little, humble Celandine!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Prophet of delight and mirth,<br>Ill-requited upon earth;<br>Herald of a mighty band,<br>Of a joyous train ensuing, <br>Serving at my heart's command,<br>Tasks that are no tasks renewing,<br>I will sing, as doth behove,<br>Hymns in praise of what I love!</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>
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Let them live upon their praises;
Long as there's a sun that sets,
Primroses will have their glory;
Long as there are violets,
They will have a place in story:
There's a flower that shall be mine,
'Tis the littl..."></div>
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