Sunday, September 12, 2010

Daffodills











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.

By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).
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  1. Prachi G.February 12, 2011 at 1:32 PM

    love this poem by wordsworth....and the daffodils, too :))

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