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

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

The buttercups, bright-eyed and bold,
Held up their chalices of gold
To catch the sunshine and the read more

The buttercups, bright-eyed and bold,
Held up their chalices of gold
To catch the sunshine and the dew.

The royal kingcup bold
Dares not don his coat of gold.

The royal kingcup bold
Dares not don his coat of gold.

All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower.

All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower.

When buttercups are blossoming,
The poets sand, 'tis best to wed:
So all for love we paired read more

When buttercups are blossoming,
The poets sand, 'tis best to wed:
So all for love we paired in Spring--
Blanche and I--ere youth had sped.

And O the buttercups! that field
O' the cloth of gold, when pennons swam--
Where France set read more

And O the buttercups! that field
O' the cloth of gold, when pennons swam--
Where France set up his lilied shield,
His oriflamb,
And Henry's lion-standard rolled:
What was it to their matchless sheen,
Their million million drops of gold
Among the green!

Against her ankles as she trod
The lucky buttercups did nod.

Against her ankles as she trod
The lucky buttercups did nod.

He likes the poor things of the world the best,
I would not, therefore, if I could be rich.
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He likes the poor things of the world the best,
I would not, therefore, if I could be rich.
It pleases him t stoop for buttercups.