When I was a junior in high school, we had to read quite a bit of poetry in English class. I didn’t mind–I was a bit of a day dreamer, so poetry often helped to put the pictures in my mind so I could escape the sometimes dull days of school–especially when the weather outside was warming up. So, today something a bit different. I first read this poem in that very high school English class and it has remained one of my favorites. I hope you enjoy this ‘ode to Spring.’
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: 10 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, 20 They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. ~ William Wordsworth, 1804.