Daisies Quotes

They [daisies] are my favorite flower. There is something innocent and vulnerable about them as if they thanked you for admiring them.

If I had my life to live over, I'd pick more daisies.

Daisies are like sunshine to the ground.

Of alle the floures in the mede, Than love I most these floures whyte and rede, Swiche as men callen daysies in our toun. . . . . Til that myn herte dye. . . . . That wel by reson men hit calle may The 'dayesye' or elles the 'ye of day,' The emperice and flour of floures alle. I pray to god that faire mot she falle, And alle that loven floures, for hir sake!

Over the shoulders and slopes of the dune I saw the white daisies go down to the sea, A host in the sunshine, an army in June, The people God sends us to set our heart free.

Myriads of daisies have shone forth in flower Near the lark's nest, and in their natural hour Have passed away; less happy than the one That by the unwilling ploughshare died to prove The tender charm of poetry and love.

Tumbling-hair picker of buttercups violets dandelions And the big bullying daisies through the field wonderful with eyes a little sorry Another comes also picking flowers

Fair is the kingcup that in meadow blows, Fair is the daisy that beside her grows.

It is nice to think how one can be recklessly lost in a daisy!

Where innocent bright-eyes daisies are With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of green.

That of all the floures in the mede, Thanne love I most these floures white and rede, Suche as men callen daysyes in her toune.