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.

                        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 leaves in glee;

             A poet could not be but 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.