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Weekly Topic: My Favorite Poet

Воскресенье, 2 Август 2020 r. 11:03


THE  DAFFODILS
   

             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,
Becide 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
    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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