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When a daffodil I see, Hanging down his head towards me, Guess I may what I must be: First, I shall decline my head; Secondly, I shall be dead; Lastly, safely buried.
Divination By A Daffodil
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daffodils
Is this a forerunner of 'Fair daffodils we weep to see you haste away so soon'? Unusual to find a poem about a single daffodil. Although wild daffodils were quite common everywhere at this time, Devon is still associated with wild daffodils. See Ted Hughes poem in 'Birthday Letters'.
Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
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