WilliaWordsworth
Iwanderedlonelyasacloud
Thatfloatsonhighoervalesandhills,
WhenallatonceIsawacrowd,
Ahostofgoldendaffodils;
Besidetheke,behthetrees,
Ftterganddancgthebreeze.
tuoasthestarsthatshe
AndkleontheMilkyway,
Theystretchednever-endgle
Alongtheargofabay:
TenthoandsawIatagnce,
Tossgtheirheadssprightlydance.
Thewavesbesidethedanced;butthey
Outdidthesparklgwavesglee:
Apoetuldnotbutbegay,
Insuchajodpany:
Igazed—andgazed—butlittlethought
Whatwealththeshowtohadbrought.
Foroft,whenonyuchIlie
Invatorpensiveood,
Theyfshuponthatwardeye
Whichistheblissofsolitude;
Andthenyheartwithpleasurefills,
Anddanceswiththedaffodils.