“The Daffodils” by W. Wordsworth

“The Daffodils” by W. Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o’er vales and hills,

When 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 the 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 a jokund company.

I gazed – and gazed – but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought.

For oft, when on my coach 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.