I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud(2 / 2)
The waves beside the danced; but they
Outdid the sparklg wavesglee:
A poet uld not but be gay,
In such a jod pany:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show tohad brought.
For oft, when on y uch I lie
In vat orpensive ood,
They fsh upon that ward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then y heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.