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33 lines
875 B
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Daffodils
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I wandered lonely as a cloud
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That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
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When all at once I saw a crowd,
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A host, of golden daffodils;
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Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
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Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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Continuous as the stars that shine
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And twinkle on the milky way,
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They stretched in never-ending line
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Along the margin of a bay:
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Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
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Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
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The waves beside them danced; but they
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Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
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A poet could not but be gay,
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In such a jocund company:
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I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
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What wealth the show to me had brought:
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For oft, when on my couch I lie
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In vacant or in pensive mood,
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They flash upon that inward eye
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Which is the bliss of solitude;
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And then my heart with pleasure fills,
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And dances with the daffodils.
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-- William Wordsworth
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