I love how the spring weather is finally catching up with the calendar! Recently, I read the poem “Daffodils” by William Wordsworth. I’m posting this poem not because the daffodil is my favorite flower, but because I love the imagery of a meadow of daffodils the poem evokes. And because spring is here, I want to post the poem as a tribute of the fine season that has finally arrived. Wordsworth wrote this poem as a tribute to the flower that lifts his spirits whenever he’s in a “pensive” mood.
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
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