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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.
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57. 8-)4+EVA+ME8-) says
Ts a vry nyc poem a lyk it Ts(x)mwaa(x)
Report this comment56. kabelo@polokwane.com says
That is good
Report this comment55. (c)+2+HOT+2+C+(c) says
Diz poem iz gud bt he mst fx sme of hiz wrdz.
Report this comment54. :-PMiss+Know+It+All:-P says
Da poems r nyc xem (F)
Report this comment53. ..stubbs says
Wordsworth is a dead poet :/ This poem is a classic
Report this comment52. ..stubbs says
Beautiful poem. Keep the classics coming, get some stuff by Shakespeare. Anyone feeling lonely or experiencing solitude would understand and relate to this poem. Wordsworth is brilliant, put more of his work on. Yoza was a great initiative, keep it up. Just make sure no rubbish gets on the site.
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