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William Wordsworth 1770 (Wordsworth House) – 1850 (Cumberland)

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.

About this poem

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud" is a lyric poem by William Wordsworth. The poem describes the poet's experience of encountering a field of daffodils while taking a walk in the countryside. The sight of the beautiful and vibrant flowers, dancing in the breeze, brings joy and a sense of transcendence to the poet's lonely heart. The poem explores the power of nature to uplift the human spirit and highlights the significance of simple moments of natural beauty in our lives. It is often celebrated for its vivid imagery, rhythmic flow, and its exploration of the themes of nature, memory, and the imagination. 

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42 Comments
  • Ruthmahogany
    We'll find beauty in the seemingly simple things of life if we don't lose our awareness and maybe pay attention from time to time.
    LikeReply3 days ago
  • Emile
    pretty
    LikeReply9 days ago
  • RhysHolmes
    Such a classic poem.
    LikeReply10 days ago
  • karlcfolkes
    A classical piece for all eternity.
    LikeReply10 days ago
  • jeanmardn
    Well done
    LikeReply11 days ago
  • JLane
    I have know this from a young age. Great poem.
    LikeReply14 days ago
  • kenya_s
    I feel like this but towards the rain!
    LikeReply15 days ago
  • Oceanloveisland
    It is lovely to remind us, and to honor other poets' writes, to be grateful for nature in places of despair. I once was very much touched by a lady helping a mother duck get her babies across a road that was off of a busy freeway in the city limits of Phoenix. 
    LikeReply 218 days ago
  • broly_i
    This reminds me of The Sound Of Silence!
    LikeReply1 month ago
  • Abbykesington
    The English country side with flowers dancing... beautiful.
    LikeReply 21 month ago
  • MaliMis1986
    I think you write very beautifully keep up the wonderful writing
    LikeReply1 month ago
  • vandhana_k
    Good
    LikeReply2 months ago
  • LatinX
    Beautiful poem.
    LikeReply2 months ago
  • amandak.45897
    Beautiful
    LikeReply2 months ago
  • nooshin
    one of the beauties of this poem is that it creates a perfect circle... It starts with daffodils (the real ones) and ends with daffodils (the thought of them)... thus creating a path for us to have a journey within... and aren't daffodils the symbol of introspection? wow! the tapestry of words, images and symbols is masterfully woven... 
    LikeReply 12 months ago
  • kem330
    Beautifully written!
    LikeReply2 months ago
  • stephenson_p
    This is a lovely read.
    LikeReply2 months ago
  • talygarza
    The perfect description someone can write about the English countryside mixed with everyday life.
    LikeReply 13 months ago
    • alanswansea18
      I want to know about Paris. I hear it's a romantic place is this true?
      LikeReply 23 months ago
    • talygarza
      is a fascinating city, the main historical sites aren’t difficult to reach, I loved every step there.
      LikeReply 22 months ago
    • alanswansea18
      mine you have to run and hide it's all drugs and guns.
      LikeReply 22 months ago
    • talygarza
      is terrible
      LikeReply 12 months ago
  • LatinX
    Beautifully written.
    LikeReply3 months ago
  • Paige123
    Love it!
    LikeReply3 months ago
  • vandhana_k
    Good detail.
    LikeReply3 months ago
  • nicole.musango
    Beautiful and understandable
    LikeReply4 months ago
  • LesleyJane
    Simply wonderful and simplistic in its deliverance. Bravo.
    LikeReply4 months ago
  • oliviaritota
    A solid piece!
    LikeReply4 months ago
  • ryan_wazhere
    Is this a reboot of The Sound Of Silence
    LikeReply4 months ago
  • cindya.85038
    Memorized this with my friend in 6th grade….my kids roll their eyes when I recite it on walks in the woods!!
    LikeReply4 months ago
  • Thewriter7
    Love how it takes the thought of that day and shares a whole other feeling
    LikeReply5 months ago
  • alanswansea18
    It amazes me how you come up with these poems.
    LikeReply7 months ago
  • Giselavigil
    I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud is a masterpiece.
    LikeReply7 months ago
  • alanswansea18
    I love how you think. It's rare. These days.
    LikeReply7 months ago
  • karlcfolkes
    Robin,
    Looked at your poetry collection just now and noticed they have a timeliness to them; a sense of presence of the moment and of reaching out to others. You are by nature a connector.
    LikeReply 11 year ago
  • vandhana_k
    Good talk on details.
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • vandhana_k
    Good time.
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • yomihabib
    Beautiful piece!
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • kimba75
    A great poem. Lonely, but not alone with all the beautiful sights to see and think about.
    LikeReply 11 year ago
  • jerrywlawrence2666
    Very Nice. I Hope 2 B As Prolific.
    LikeReply 11 year ago
  • karlcfolkes
    What magical, artistic, lyrical control of meter and rhythm, of beat and measure, by the poetic genius and wordsmith, William Wordsworth
    LikeReply 11 year ago
  • davidi.89730
    one of my favorite classic poems
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • karlcfolkes
    Every single word of this poem by William Wordsworth is so refreshingly worthwhile, composed by a master poet (pun intended).
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • luisestable1
    Much can be said about this famous and great poem, but he is looking back at the experience.
    This is a poem that marks what the romantic Wordsworth was all about. He wrote some of the best poems of the romantic poets. This one shows him at his greatest. It is a pleasure to read. 
    LikeReply1 year ago
  • rnadc
    Am I the only one who thought this famous poet's surname was more than a happy coincidence? No, that is really his name...
    LikeReply 11 year ago
  • nadidiie
    For artclass, I have to make a drawing inspired by this poem. It is so special and I can really relate to this poem.
    LikeReply 12 years ago

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