- 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.
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- Continuous as the stars that shine
- And twinkle on the milky way,
- They stretched in never-ending line
- Along the margin of the bay:
- Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
- Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
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- 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:
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- 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.
- This poem inspires me especially when i go to the lake district on holiday. I love the description and how it celebrates nature. The poem forces you to relax as you read it, and you are carried to a place you love, which could be anywhere. I took some photographs in the Lake district inspired by this poem for my second term assignment.