I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud
by
William Wordsworth
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.
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.
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.
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.
Yes, spring has actually arrived in central Kentucky. Has it arrived in all its golden glory where you are?
I have rediscovered my love of yellow. Brought it into our master suite, combined with gray and white. Nothing says sunny/happy like a bright yellow. Thanks for sharing that picture. :)
ReplyDeletevery pretty.
ReplyDeleteI love that poem and I love daffodils. But I didn't plant any! Just tulip bulbs.
ReplyDeleteBrenda
I'm glad to hear that Spring has found you! I think daffodils mean Spring too.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favourite poems and a a lovely shot!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post, Laura. I know you are doing housekeeping on the FB page. For some reason I can only see the page on my personal FB account and not on my Preppy Empty Nester FB page. Do I need to do something or can you fix it? I'd like it to show on both accounts.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Laura. Spring is here in the Chicago Land area but only appearing on occasion for now. We had upper 60's and even a 70's for a few weeks and then it snowed the beginning of this week. It is all good the snow melted and we are suppose to get back up in the 50's and 60's next week. We just will not see any consistent nice weather for another month or so. Glad you are enjoying wonderful weather already.
ReplyDeleteKris
So pretty. No daffs here yet, only a couple of crocus.
ReplyDeleteNo daffodils here in Florida except the hot house variety in the store. :{ The trees are all pollinating though and allergies are in full swing. LOL Thanks for sharing the poem, never been much on poetry but I enjoyed that one.
ReplyDeleteDebbie
Hi Laura!
ReplyDeleteThanks for quoting this beautiful poem. I had to study it when I was at Uni and I loved it and still love it. Spring has sprung for sure.
Arlette
We have the daffodils, but it is way cold!
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