The Young Dandelion
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I am a bold fellow As ever was seen, With my shield of yellow, In the grass green. You may uproot me From field and from lane, Trample me, cull me— I spring up again. I never flinch, sir, Wherever I dwell, Give me an inch, sir, I’ll soon take an ell. Drive me from garden, In anger and pride, I’ll thrive and harden By the roadside.
Dinah Mulock Craik