The buttercup stands for childishness and ingratitude.
In the meadow, the buttercup seems to offer a quaff of love’s medicine, creamy and sweet. Bright and reflective, the wild buttercup casts a radiant glow that on the skin of the neck detects a love for butter, children claim.
In ancient times, buttercups in the meadows were gathered for other uses. Buttercups could cure lunatics, it was thought in the Middle Ages. Shakespeare, who wrote of poets, lunatics, and lovers, called the buttercup the cuckoo-bud.