Ah! Sun-flower
Songs of Innocence and of Experience, 1794
Ah, sunflower, weary of time,Who countest the steps of the sun;Seeking after that sweet golden climeWhere the traveller’s journey is done;
Where the Youth pined away with desire,And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,Arise from their graves, and aspireWhere my Sunflower wishes to go!