Fair Daffodils, we weep to see <br /> You haste away so soon; <br />As yet the early-rising sun <br /> Has not attain'd his noon. <br /> Stay, stay, <br /> Until the hasting day <br /> Has run <br /> But to the even-song; <br />And, having pray'd together, we <br />Will go with you along. <br /> <br />We have short time to stay, as you, <br /> We have as short a spring; <br />As quick a growth to meet decay, <br /> As you, or anything. <br /> We die <br /> As your hours do, and dry <br /> Away, <br /> Like to the summer's rain; <br />Or as the pearls of morning's dew, <br />Ne'er to be found again.<br /><br />Robert Herrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-daffodils/
