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Williams 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. 



Continuous as the stars that shine 

And twinkle on the Milky Way, 

They stretched in never-ending line 

Along the margin of a boy: 

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.