Rectangular frame featuring several daisies and a stone in a grassy patch. 1/16 page.

I.—The Daisy.

To see the daisy in the grass ;1
Day’s-eye, as named of old,2
For closing from the nightly cold.3
You can see them, if you look,4
In the mead, or by the brook,5
Shrunk into a half their size6
When the twilight veils the skies.7
Pretty daisy, silver-fair,8
I would fain thy meekness share9
Seek to win such honest praise10
As poets give thee all the days.11
I, like thee, would turn away12
From all that is not of the day ;13
I would shrink from strife and ill,14
And ope my heart to goodness still.15