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 snow 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.

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