Daffodils

William Wordsworth

Daffodils

I WANDER'D 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 stretch'd 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.


I just watched a movie "Mrs Palfrey at the Claremont" it was lovely. A remembrance of older days. In it was the poem above, Daffodils are my favourite flowers and I miss seeing them here in the US. When I was newly married we used to stop at the side of the road and pick a bag of them. The apartment would be filled with vases of flowers and it would bring me such pleasure, I was sad when the season was over. Now I have blue Bonnets to look forward to and new memories to make. We went last year and found a whole field of them they were so pretty. I must get my love of flowers from my dad as he was a keen gardener. Good times....