Читать книгу Oxford Poetry 1917-1921 - Various Authors - Страница 24

ROBERT GRAVES
(ST. JOHN'S)

Table of Contents

DOUBLE RED DAISIES

Table of Contents

Double red daisies, they're my flowers

Which nobody else may grow

In a big quarrelsome house like ours

They try it sometimes, but no,

I root them up because they're my flowers

Which nobody else may grow.

Claire has a tea-rose, but she didn't plant it;

Ben has an iris, but I don't want it.

Daisies, double red daisies for me,

The beautifullest flowers in the garden.

Double red daisy, that's my mark:

I paint it in all my books.

It's carved high up on the beech-tree bark—

How neat and lovely it looks!

So don't forget that it's my trademark;

Don't copy it in your books.

Claire has a tea-rose, but she didn't plant it;

Ben has an iris, but I don't want it.

Daisies, double red daisies for me,

The beautifullest flowers in the garden.