Three Flowers, by William Watson

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I made a little song about the rose
And sang it for the rose to hear,
Nor ever marked until the music's close
A lily that was listening near.

The red red rose flushed redder with delight,
And like a queen her head she raised.

The white white lily blanched a paler white,
For anger that she was not praised.

Turning I left the rose unto her pride,
The lily to her enviousness,
And soon upon the grassy ground espied
A daisy all companionless.

Doubtless no flattered flower is this, I deemed;
And not so graciously it grew
As rose or lily: but me thought it seemed
More thankful for the sun and dew.

William Watson, 1858-1935. An English poet (Yorkshire), William Watson was influenced by Tennyson and Keats.



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