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The daisy follows soft the sun, / And when his golden walk is done, / Sits shyly at his feet. / He, waking, finds the flower near. / "Wherefore, marauder, art thou here? " / "Because, sir, love is sweet!"
We are the flower, Thou the sun! / Forgive us, if as days decline, / We nearer steal to Thee, -- / Enamoured of the parting west, / The peace, the flight, the amethyst, / Night's possibility!