I wandered
lonely As a Cloud ( Daffodils) – Poem by
William Wordsworth
I
wandered lonely As a Cloud
That floats on hight o,er vales and hills,
When
all at onces 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 jocund 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 soliuted;
And
then my heart with pleasure fills,
And
dances with the daffodils.
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