"Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils."
"The earth was all before me. With a heart Joyous, nor scared at its own liberty, I look about; and should the chosen guide Be nothing better than a wandering cloud, I cannot miss my way."
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Source: William Wordsworth (1994). “The Collected Poems of William Wordsworth”, p.632, Wordsworth Editions
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