"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud"

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;

Daffodils Flowering in Spring in Hyde Park, London
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.

Bulbfields of Daffodils and Windmill in Distance, the Netherlands

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.



Daffodil

William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth (1770-1850) was a pioneering figure of the Romantic movement and is one of English literature's major poets. Although he was viewed in his later life as a symbol of complacency by younger writers, his greatest works are masterpieces of eloquent passion.


Sit on the porch, drink lemonade, and enjoy God's beautiful creations

Love,
Mimi