Not quite so fair as many are In heaven above thee! Yet like a star, with glittering crest, Self-poised in air thou seem'st to rest;- Bright Flower! for by that name at last, I call thee, and to that cleave fast, That breath'st with me in sun and air, Of thy meek nature! In 1843 Wordsworth gave 1805 as the year in which this poem was composed, but the Fenwick note prefixed to it renders this impossible. It evidently belongs to the same time, and "mood," as the previous poem.-ED. [This and the other Poems addressed to the same flower were composed at Town-end, Grasmere, during the earlier part of my residence there. I have been censured for the last line but one-"thy function apostolical"—as being little less than profane. How could it be thought so? The word is adopted with reference to its derivation, implying something sent on a mission; and assuredly this little flower, especially when the subject of verse, may be regarded, in its humble degree, as administering both to moral and to spiritual purposes.] BRIGHT Flower! whose home is everywhere, A Pilgrim bold in Nature's care, Of joy or sorrow, 1807. 1836. And all the long year through the heir Methinks that there abides in thee Given to no other flower I see Is it that Man is soon deprest? A thoughtless Thing! who, once unblest, Or on his reason, And Thou would'st teach him how to find A hope for times that are unkind Thou wander'st the wide world about, Meek, yielding to the occasion's call, In peace fulfilling. These three Poems on The Daisy evidently belong to the same time, and are, as Wordsworth expressly says, "overflowings of the same mood." Nevertheless, in the revised edition of 1836, he gave the date 1802 to the first and the third, and 1805 to the second of them. In the earlier editions 1815 to 1832, they are all classed amongst the "Poems of the Fancy," but in ed. 1836, the last, "Bright Flower! whose home is everywhere," is ranked amongst the "Poems of Sentiment and Reflection." They should manifestly be arranged together. The fourth poem To the Daisy-consisting of elegiac stanzas on his brother John, belonging to a subsequent year, and having no connection with the three preceding poems-will be found in its chronological place.-Ed. 1 1807. Communion with humanity, Some concord, &c., 1836. readopted in 1843. 1803. The poems associated with the year 1803 consist mainly of the "Memorials of a Tour in Scotland," which Wordsworth and his sister took-along with Coleridge-in the autumn of that year, although many of these were not written till some time after the Tour was finished. The Green Linnet and Yew-trees were written in 1803, and some sonnets were composed in the month of October; but, on the whole, 1803 was not a fruitful year, in Wordsworth's life, as regards his lyrics and smaller poems. Doubtless both The Prelude and The Excursion were being revised and added to in 1803.-ED. [Composed in the orchard, Town-end, Grasmere, where the bird was often seen as here described.] BENEATH these fruit-tree boughs that shed Their snow-white blossoms on my head, With brightest sunshine round me spread In this sequestered nook how sweet And birds and flowers once more to greet, One have I marked, the happiest guest In joy of voice and pinion! Dost lead the revels of the May; While birds, and butterflies, and flowers, A Life, a Presence like the Air, Too blest with any one to pair; Amid yon tuft of hazel trees, There where the flutter of his wings. My dazzled sight he oft deceives, As if by that exulting strain He mocked and treated with disdain The voiceless Form he chose to feign, This, of all Wordsworth's Poems, is the one most distinctively associated with the Orchard, at Town-end, Grasmere.—ED. [Written at Grasmere. These Yew-trees are still standing, but the spread of that at Lorton is much diminished by mutilation. I will here mention that a little way up the hill, on the road leading from Rosthwaite to Stonethwaite (in Borrowdale) lay the trunk of a Yew-tree, which appeared as you approached, so vast was its diameter, like the entrance of a cave, and not a small one. Calculating upon what I have observed of the slow growth of this tree in rocky situations, and of its durability, I have often thought that the one I am describing must have been as old as the Christian era. The Tree lay in the line of a fence. Great masses of its ruins were strewn about, and some had been |