I wandered lonely as a cloud br That floats on high o'er vales and hills, br When all at once I saw a crowd, br A host, of golden daffodils; br Beside the lake, beneath the trees, br Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. br br Continuous as the stars that shine br And twinkle on the milky way, br They stretched in never-ending line br Along the margin of a bay: br Ten thousand saw I at a glance, br Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. br br The waves beside them danced; but they br Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: br A poet could not but be gay, br In such a jocund company: br I gazed--and gazed--but little thought br What wealth the show to me had brought: br br For oft, when on my couch I lie br In vacant or in pensive mood, br They flash upon that inward eye br Which is the bliss of solitude; br And then my heart with pleasure fills, br And dances with the daffodils.