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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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51. ..stubbs says
Stubbs
Report this comment50. ..stubbs says
Wordsworth is one of the greatest poets ever and this poem proves.
Report this comment49. ILIMINATIVE+GUY says
gr8 stuf kip dem flowin
Report this comment48. Mr+Nice+Guy says
Wat a boring poem
Report this comment47. OC says
Not good
Report this comment46. .+.+.(x)MISS+JOJO+BABY.+.+.(x) says
Mxm wat a lazy lame boring poem mxm upgrade ur stly man b creative support ur topic
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