But a daisy all day in the wet may remain,
Without in the least being hurt.
You are right, said papa, with a smile, but you'll
find
The Daisy a book, my boy, too,
Containing short tales for the juvenile mind,
And adapted for children like you.
And call'd as it is by so humble a name,
This hint indirectly conveys;
Like the flow'ret it spreads, unambitious of fame,