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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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Nitya More (1/11/2012 8:01:00 AM)
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this is my fave poem
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Babu Gohel (10/30/2011 2:39:00 AM)
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I am so happy get this poem because i study in fyba in english.
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Babu Gohel (10/30/2011 2:34:00 AM)
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william wordsworth was the poet of nature.once he was enjoying the beauty of nature and he was just moving around.when he came near the lake and he found a host of golden daffodils flowers.they stretched here and there.
the daffodils flowers were dancing with the wind.the never ending line of daffodils and the beautiful golden colour appeared really beautiful.the water of the lake has its also movement but when he looks the movement of daffodils flowers, he can not take off his eyes from the flowers.
the daffodils flowers provide a soothing experience to his mind.when he moves away from the sight and he lies on his couch and his mood is sad. the memory of these flower flash on his mind and he forgets his sorrow.the memory of lovely golden daffodils flowers dancing in a huge group fills his mind with joy.
in short, daffodils flowers are seasonal flowers and we feeling the beauty of nature in these poem.
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Julie Abigael Dualin Coloma (5/16/2010 10:45:00 AM)
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As I read this poem, I can say that it is a common way of making a poem compare with the other literary piece that I am trying to criticize. A simple way of describing something as the writer describes his surroundings with daffodils, a golden flower. This poem is straight forward and I can’t think of any deeper meaning with the daffodils or to any objects that the writer used, daffodils simply describe a beautiful golden flowers. But perhaps, it describes a nature as daffodils can be found in nature. And what this poem teaches me is that to appreciate the beauty of nature in spite of problems and any pressures we are experiencing.
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Julie Abigael Dualin Coloma (5/16/2010 10:44:00 AM)
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As I read this poem, I can say that it is a common way of making a poem compare with the other literary piece that I am trying to criticize. A simple way of describing something as the writer describes his surroundings with daffodils, a golden flower. This poem is straight forward and I can’t think of any deeper meaning with the daffodils or to any objects that the writer used, daffodils simply describe a beautiful golden flowers. But perhaps, it describes a nature as daffodils can be found in nature. And what this poem teaches me is that to appreciate the beauty of nature in spite of problems and any pressures we are experiencing.
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Sujit Sinha (4/9/2010 10:27:00 AM)
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Thanks Richard. That's very interesting. Indeed behind every great man there is a woman leading him to success! ! Did Wordsworth acknowledge her contribution?
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Richard Thompson (4/7/2010 12:17:00 PM)
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The following interesting anecdote about the poem “Daffodils” by Wordsworth is taken from the book “Creators” by Paul Johnson ©2006, page 283:
“Wordsworth was in some ways an unobservant man. It was his sister, Dorothy, who saw the works of nature, in astonishing detail, and noted them down. When both were at Gowbarrow Bay, on Ullswater, when the daffodils were dancing in the wind, it was Dorothy who observed them and noted them in her journal, passing on her visual experience to her brother, who some weeks later wrote the famous poem. Without Dorothy it would not have come into existence.”
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Kamaraju V (4/1/2010 10:31:00 AM)
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ONE OF THE MOST BEAUTIFUL POEMS I LEARNT IN MY SCHOOL DAYS DAYS IN 1954. IT WAS TAUGHT BY MY FATHER, ALSO MY ENG. TEACHER. PERHAPS I ENJOYED POETRY BECAUSE I READ SUCH A NICE POETRY IN SCHOOLS, I TELL MY STUDENTS NOW TO READ ENG. LITERATURE & ENJOY RATHER THAN WASTEING TIME.
(I STILL WORK AS A PROF. IN ELEC. ENGG)
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Sujit Sinha (2/27/2010 6:59:00 AM)
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This poem also teaches that we must commit the best things we have seen and heard to our memory so that our inward eyes can recall them.
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Joe Breunig (2/11/2010 1:00:00 PM)
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This wonderful piece is one of my all-time favorite poems; it embodies many of the qualities and ideals that one's poetry should contain - ie, as a writing standard.
-Joe Breunig
Reaching Towards His Unbounded Glory
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