Friday, May 27, 2016

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud...

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud


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.

BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Miniature daffodils is a gift made by a Russian artisan Marina Maslova.

4 comments:

miniaturista said...

Esta preciosa la pkanta.
Un abrazo
Maite

Ilona said...

What a sweet gift from Marina, these arewonderful daffodils, Natalia, enjoy :)!
Have a nice weekend. Hugs, Ilona

BiWuBär said...

What a lovely poem about the beauty of daffodils - thanks for sharing. Did you know that they are called "Narzissen" in German? Well, it refers to that young man called Narziss from Greek mythology who fell in love with the reflection of his own face in a river...

Hugs
Birgit

Isabel Ruiz Alonso said...

Es precioso.

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