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Composed April 28, 1802.--Published 1807


[Also composed in the Orchard, Town-end, Grasmere.--I.F.]


Included among the "Poems referring to the Period of Childhood."--Ed.



That is work of waste and ruin--[1]



Do as Charles and I are doing!



Strawberry-blossoms, one and all,



We must spare them--here are many:



Look at it--the flower is small,



Small and low, though fair as any:



Do not touch it! summers two I am older,


Anne, than you. Pull the primrose, sister Anne!


Pull as many as you can.


--Here are daisies, take your fill;



Pansies, and the cuckoo-flower:


Of the lofty daffodil


Make your bed, or [2] make your bower;


Fill your lap, and fill your bosom;



Only spare the strawberry-blossom!


Primroses, the Spring may love them--


Summer knows but little of them:


Violets, a barren kind,


Withered on the ground must lie;


Daisies leave no fruit behind


When the pretty flowerets die;


Pluck them, and another year


As many will be blowing here. [3]


God has given a kindlier power [4]


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