A Host of Golden 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 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 waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,                                           Pheasant's Eye
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.

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  1. […] I had a very enjoyable afternoon taking photos of the flowers blooming in the garden. A couple of weeks ago the garden seemed quite barren.Now the yellow daffodils are looking very cheerful. I have a few brash, bold trumpet variety and then quite a few clumps of minature Tete-a-Tete. These beautiful dainty dwarf daffodils are a golden yellow with swept back petals. If you would like to know more about different types of daffodil do check out last years Blog Post – Heralding Spring! […]

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