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Dancing with Daffodils: A Poetic Journey

Immerse yourself in the beauty of nature through the classic poem "Daffodils" by William Wordsworth. Explore the joy and solitude found in the fluttering dance of golden daffodils by the lake and let the imagery take you on a whimsical journey of poetic inspiration. This timeless piece celebrates the simple yet profound moments of connection with the natural world, inviting you to embrace the beauty around you. Let the daffodils awaken your senses and fill your heart with wonder and joy.

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Dancing with Daffodils: A Poetic Journey

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  1. Daffodils by William Wordsworth www.instantdisplay.co.uk

  2. 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. www.instantdisplay.co.uk

  3. 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 sprightly dance. www.instantdisplay.co.uk

  4. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid 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:  www.instantdisplay.co.uk

  5. 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. www.instantdisplay.co.uk

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