1. "In a drear-nighted December,
Too happy, happy tree,
Thy Branches ne'er remember
Their green felicity," &c.--_Keats._
"What would be the heart of an old weather-beaten hollow stump, if the
leaves and blossoms of its youth were suddenly to spring up out of the
mould around it, and to remind it how bright and blissful summer was in
the years of its prime?"--Hare's _Guesses at Truth_, 1st series, p.
244.
2. "Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,
One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine,
When he call'd the flowers, so blue and golden,
Stars that on earth's firmament do shine."
Longfellow, _Flowers_.
"And daisy-stars, whose firmament is green."
Hood, _Plea of the Midsummer Fairies_, xxxvi.
[And see the converse thought,--
"Stars are the daisies that begem
The blue fields of the sky."