"Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils."
"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."
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Source: I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud l. 1 (1815 ed.) See DorothyWordsworth 1
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