Saturday, March 3, 2012

...and dances with the daffodils

"Daffodils" (1804)

I WANDER'D 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 stretch'd 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.

By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).


WrightStuff said...

I have been to the shores of Ullswater in Springtime which they say is the spot where Wordsworth happened upon the dancing daffodils. It's such a stunningly beautiful spot - would bring out the poet in anyone!!

Somehow I missed your last few posts. Love how your enormous piece is coming along. You have a great deal of patience!

Crystal said...

Daffodils are the best! And now they are blooming everywhere! Love the poem! :-)

Tammie Lee said...

such a lovely poem, it took me there, which is one of the powers of well placed words.... thank you ~ said...

lots of lovely art going on here!! also adorable pics of you with son. Looks like all is well with you and glad to be catching up!.

Sophia said...

Beautiful daffodils and what a wonderfully written poem. Very moving. :)

Modern Crush said...

I just bought 6 bunches of daffodils the other day - beautiful poem! said...