Pansies, lilies, king-cups daisies;
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 little Celandine.
The Fairy Celandine
Cecily Mary Barker
Ere a leaf is on the bush
In the time before the thrush
Has a thought about her nest,
Thou wilt come with half a call,
Spreading out their glossy breast
Like a careless Prodigal;
Telling tales about the sun,
When we've little warmth, or none."
"Celandine"
By William Wordsworth
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