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. ------------William Wordsworth
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. ------------William Wordsworth
This is one of the poem which is very close to my heart and This is my imaginary small cute world full of fresh air ,full of daffodils , shiny sun,breeze v smell of fresh flowers , fluttering butterflies and colourful rainbow.whenever i am sad i just runaway to this world:)
Beautifully painted for a perfect poem!
ReplyDeletepicture perfect!
ReplyDeleteLOVE this painting! The rainbow and clouds are magical :)
ReplyDeleteGoes superbly with this classic poem.
rainbow going into the clouds..come out well..
ReplyDeletethank-u:)
Delete@Charu, Nice work in correlating Wordsworth's poetry and ur imaginative scene!
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely depiction of your world!
ReplyDeletefreedom in abundance..may may nature shower upon
ReplyDeletefor a minute i was back in school! :) very cute work! and nice how you've highlighted the entire poem in yellow - to do justice to the daffodils! :)
ReplyDeleteThank u rashmi dear
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