Token Flowers.
Token Flowers. Oh, not the daisy, for the love of God! Take not the daisy; let it bloom apace Untouch'd alike by splendour or disgrace Of party feud. Its stem is not a rod; And no one fears, or hates it, on the sod. It laughs, exultant, in the Morning's face, And everywhere doth fill a lowly place, Though fraught with favours for the darkest clod. 'Tis said the primrose is a party flower, And means coercion, and the coy renown Of one who toil'd for country and for crown. This may be so! But, in my Lady's bower, It means content, - a hope, - a golden hour. Primroses smile; and daisies cannot frown!
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