"Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils."
"Stay, little cheerful Robin! stay, And at my casement sing, Though it should prove a farewell lay And this our parting spring. * * * * * Then, little Bird, this boon confer, Come, and my requiem sing, Nor fail to be the harbinger Of everlasting spring."
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Source: William Wordsworth (1854). “The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth”, p.245
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