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...