White, with yellow centre.
Flower-heads: terminal; solitary and composed of both ray and disk flowers. Ray flowers white, those of the disk yellow. Leaves: the lower ones spatulate, the upper ones partly clasping; netted-veined; cut, or toothed.
The "eye of day," as Chaucer says men rightly call the daisy, although one of our commonest flowers, is not a native of this country; but was probably brought here by the early colonists. It has a place in the hearts of poets and lovers of nature. The farmer alone will have none of it. He scornfully calls it white weed, not even deigning to give it its more poetical name.
The English daisy that Burns sang about, Bellis perennis, is smaller than this species, and pink. It seems rather a pity that in celebrating it Burns should have closed the poem with his own lament.
"Ev'n thou who mourn'st the daisy's fate, That fate is thine - no distant date; Stern Ruin's ploughshare drives, elate Full on thy bloom, Till crush'd beneath the furrow's weight, Shall be thy doom!"