Sunday, April 5, 2020

A Host of Golden Daffodils

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud 
by 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;
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,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
Shopping Info: outfit from Shein
 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.

1 comment

  1. Hallo,
    Ich war mal wieder bei dir zu besuch.Es hat wieder viel spass gemacht mir deine Bilder an zu sehen.Deine tollen Outfits zu bewundern und natürlich dich zu sehen.Ich wiederhole mich gern.Du bist eine wunderschöne Frau.Es war mir wieder eine Freude dich zu sehen.
    Viele liebe Grüsse Andreas

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