• 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,
•             Beside the lake, beneath the trees, 
•             Fluttering and dancing in the breeze .
•      Continuous as the stars that shine,
•      And twinkle on the milkyway,
•     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 waves 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
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•       For oft when on my couch I lie
•      In vacant or in pensive mood
•       They flash upon that inward eye
•       Which in the bliss of solitude;
•        And then my heart with pleasure fills
•        And dances with the daffodils