I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats over vales and hills

When all at once I saw a crowdA host of golden daffodils

Beside the lake, beneath the trees

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze

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

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

And then my heart with pleasure fills

And dances with the daffodils

And then my heart with pleasure fills

And dances with the daffodils

And then my heart with pleasure fills

And dances with the daffodils