Daffodil Poem by William Wordsworth
I Wondered Lonely as a Cloud
I wondered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd.
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee;
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocuned company;
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought.
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then by heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
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