Wee modest crimson-tipped flower, Thous met me in an evil hour; For I maun crush amang the stour Thy slender stem; To spare thee now is past my power Thou bonnie gem! Burns.To a Mountain Daisy, Verse 1.
There is Mosgiel farm; and thats the very field where Burns ploughed up the daisy. Wordsworth.Vol. V. Page 243. [Burns seems to have had the passage from Virgil in his mind when he painted the mountain Daisy.]