Saturday, February 25, 2017

Dances With the 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,
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.

William Wordsworth

10 comments:

  1. I've seen daffodils on a few blogs today! They are such a welcome sign of Spring. And since we don't have as many seasons here in FL...it's a flower we don't see. Enjoy your weekend!

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    1. The weather dropped down to the low 30's last night, Diane. I hope the flowers survive! Happy Weekend to you too!

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  2. Daffodils are the cheeriest early sign of Spring. I love this poem, Gina! May you have the loveliest of weeks.

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    1. Me too, Kim. Blessing to you this week!

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  3. What a lovely early sign of Spring, they're so heartily welcome, aren't they !?!

    Wishing you a joyous new week ahead,
    with much love

    XX Dany

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    1. Daniela, they are such cheerful flowers!

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  4. Beautiful poem and signs of spring always brings such joy!!!

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  5. Beautiful! I've seen quite a few daffodils popping up everywhere :-) Have a great afternoon!

    Blessings,
    Jill

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We all have our “good old days” tucked away inside our hearts, and we return to them in dreams like cats to favorite armchairs. ~ B. Carter