"Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils."
"I've watched you now a full half-hour; Self-poised upon that yellow flower And, little Butterfly! Indeed I know not if you sleep or feed. How motionless! - not frozen seas More motionless! and then What joy awaits you, when the breeze Hath found you out among the trees, And calls you forth again!"
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Source: William Wordsworth, Stephen Gill (2000). “The Major Works”, p.254, Oxford University Press, USA
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