The Daffodils

The Daffodils

Written by William Wordsworth

I wondered 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 sparking 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.