The Daisies
In the scented bud of the morning - O, When the windy grass went rippling far, I saw my dear one walking slow In the field where the daisies are. We did not laugh and we did not speak As we wandered happily to and fro; I kissed my dear on either cheek In the bud of the morning - O. A lark sang up from the breezy land, A lark sang down from a cloud afar, And she and I went hand in hand In the field where the daisies are.
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"In the scented bud of the morning - O,..."
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