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Thursday, 31 January 2013

Daffodils by William Wordsworth

Daffodils in Cornwall

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
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 solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils. 

4 comments:

  1. Thanks for visiting Sprig to Twig.
    I love taking drives in the early spring and seeing all the roadside drifts of daffodils. The poem says it all.

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    1. yes indeed, a lovely poem for this time of year, not quite there yet with the daffs but not long

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