Daffodils

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

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way
They stretched in never-ending line Along
The margin of a bay

Beside the lake, beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
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
I gazed and gazed but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought

A poet could not be but gay
In such a jocund company
For oft when on my couch I lie
They flash upon that inward eye

In vacant or in pensive mood
Which is the bliss of solitude

And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils
And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high oer vales and hills
When all at once I saw a crowd
A host, of golden daffodils

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way
They stretched in never-ending line Along
The margin of a bay

And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils

And then my heart with pleasure fills
And dances with the daffodils