Fair Daffadils, we weep to see br You haste away so soon; br As yet the early-rising sun br Has not attain'd his noon. br Stay, stay, br Until the hasting day br Has run br But to the even-song; br And, having pray'd together, we br Will go with you along. br br We have short time to stay, as you; br We have as short a spring; br As quick a growth to meet decay, br As you, or any thing. br We die br As your hours do, and dry br Away, br Like to the summer's rain; br Or as the pearls of morning's dew, br Ne'er to be found again.