"Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils."
"For mightier far Than strength of nerve or sinew, or the sway Of magic potent over sun and star, Is love, though oft to agony distrest, And though his favourite be feeble woman's breast."
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Source: William Wordsworth (1994). “The Collected Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.210, Wordsworth Editions
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