I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud (Daffodils) Poem by William Wordsworth

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud (Daffodils)

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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.

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud (Daffodils)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Elsie Louis 13 August 2012

I know this is just what everyone else is saying... But... I love this poem. [3

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De Sire 12 July 2012

this poem reminds me that how fast is my life going........ this is a really heart touching poem

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Barbara Mackenzie 01 April 2013

My Nana was repeating words over and over the day before she passed away. Normally sharp as a tack, today she was like a broken record with no awareness of anybody else or anything, just these words. I had spent a lot of time with her over my life and had never heard them before. She was completely immersed in a patient, persistent, struggle with the words - which was not a simple task when actively dying, at 98. AND, after hours of stumbling over and over the first and then second stanza, it appeared (to me) that she was 'creating' and I thought she was having a moment of genius. So I (frantically writing) tried to grasp these wonderful words as they trickled out. I went home to google the words I had captured and to my amazement, my Nana was not becoming a savant, she was remembering. I printed the whole poem and the next morning (April 1,2009) she was still repeating. I began to read and she became silent. I read the entire thing and she didn't speak again. I read the poem over and over as she laid silent with a huge smile - and then she died. Sometimes the greatest gifts are simply profound.

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James Ohman 15 July 2022

Perhaps the sweetest remembrance I have encountered

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Mukta Sawant 13 August 2012

Ohhhh! ! ! ! ! ! my fav poem. i jst luv this poem n i lso lyk dis poet a lot

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Michael Salazar (Poet) 22 July 2022

Freshly flowing words that dance in the breeze and bring comfort to the senses.

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BRI EDWARDS 26 November 2021

GROOVY ;)

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Avi 01 October 2021

This poem is in my book(, english)

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 18 September 2021

A timeless poem so beautifully written with superb imagery.

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 18 September 2021

A poem so adorable! I wandered lonely as a cloud..........

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