[00:00.725]I wandered lonely as a cloud[00:03.110]That floats on high o'er vales and hills,[00:06.464]When all at once I saw a crowd,[00:08.985]A host,of golden daffodils;[00:11.117]Beside the lake,beneath the trees,[00:13.986]Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.[00:17.523]Continuous as the stars that shine[00:19.315]And twinkle on the milky way,[00:20.723]They stretched in never-ending line[00:22.765]Along the margin of a bay:[00:24.211]Ten thousand saw I at a glance,[00:27.240]Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.[00:30.155]The waves beside them danced; but they[00:32.926]Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:[00:35.939]A poet could not but be gay,[00:37.973]In such a jocund company:[00:39.653]I gazed—and gazed—but little thought[00:43.613]What wealth the show to me had brought:[00:46.434]For oft, when on my couch I lie[00:49.309]In vacant or in pensive mood,[00:51.617]They flash upon that inward eye[00:53.741]Which is the bliss of solitude;[00:56.473]And then my heart with pleasure fills[01:00.211]And dances with the daffodils.