Wordsworth Dances with Daffodils


Just as the daffodils are slowly fading away, replaced by colorful tulips, here is a poem by William Wordsworth to commemorate the beauty they bestow upon the waking planet each spring.

We planted about 40 daffodil bulbs in our front garden last fall. Amazingly, the sight of the yellow visage of a flower gladdens the heart and brightens the spirit.

“I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” or “Daffodils”

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 show 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.





All photographs by Jane Grueber

Poem by William Wordsworth

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. what a beautiful marriage of words and pictures

    Liked by 1 person

  2. One of my favourite poems.


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