Tuesday, August 30, 2011

A host of golden daffodils

 Sailboat dress: vintage, from Minx, gift from Jeremiah; Striped blouse: Chaps;
Key necklace: vintage, from Minx; Sandals: Miss Trish of Capri, Target.

"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 ...

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, "I wandered lonely as a cloud"

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