Daisies, "when comen is the May", Geoffrey Chaucer, from The Legend of Good Women

Of all the floures in the mede,
Than love I most these floures white and rede,
Soch that men callen daisies in our town;
To hem I have so great affection,
As I said erst, when comen is the May,
That in my bedde there daweth me no day
That I nam’ up and walking in the mede,
To seene this flour ayenst the Sunne sprede
Whan it up riseth early by the morow.
That blissful sight softeneth all my sorrow…

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