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See, the grass is full of stars,Fallen in their brightness;Hearts they have of shining gold,Rays of shining whiteness.Buttercups have honeyed hearts,Bees they love the clover,But I love the daisies’ danceAll the meadow over.Blow, O blow, you happy winds,Singing summer’s praises,Up the field and down the fieldA-dancing with the daisies.
- Marjorie Pickthall
This lilting tribute to daisies and summer has a melody line propelled through various meter changes and supported by a “dancing” piano accompaniment. A joy to sing and perform!
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