Signs of Spring

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“Daffodils”

~William Wordsworth

(1770-1850)

 

I wander’d 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 stretch’d in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay:

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,

Tossing their heads in spritely dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they

Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:

A poet could not but be gay,

In such 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.

 

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  12. Yup WW really captured the Daffodil – if you ever get the chance to go to The Lake District of England (not like the Great Lakes – much smaller and more manageable) where he wrote this and many of his other great works, really really do go – it’s astonishingly beautiful and places his work in a context otherwise denied the reader. Your pictures are stunning and you are well ahead of us in Mass where the buds are only just showing 🙂

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    • Thanks so much. 😊
      My husband and I agree that The Lake District of England is beautiful. It’s definitely on our list of places to visit. I knew Beatrix Potter was inspired by the area, but I didn’t realize that Wordsworth was as well. How lovely! Thank you for sharing.

      Happy Spring! 🙂

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      • Beatrix Potter was a native of Cumbria and died there. Wordsworth, Samuel Coleridge Taylor, Robert Southey, Charles Lamb and others were known as the Lake District Poets – they lived there and wrote beautifully of a particularly stunning place. It happens that my place in France has echoes of the lakes – which is rather why my husband and I chose it, I suppose 🙂

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  16. You have a wonderful selection of daffodils, Tonya! I loved the quote which so aptly describes the emotional connection I feel with flowers in Spring time, especially. 🙂
    The golden daffodils dancing and fluttering in the breeze was my favorite image within his poem, but not written exactly as he did. I didn’t copy word for word since my computer time at library is nearly over. . . Take care and wishing you warm days with sunshine!

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