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The Daffodils William Wordsworth 1750-1820
I wandered lonely as a cloud that 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 outdid the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, in such 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 solitude: And then my heart with pleasure fills, and dances with the daffodils.
