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I wander'd lonely as a cloudThat 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,Spelling Fluttering and dancing in the breeze,Continuous as the stars that shineAnd twinkle on the milky way,They stretched in never-ending lineAlong the margin of a bay:Ten thousand sawl at a glance,Tossing their heads in sprightly dance,The waves beside them danced, but theyOut did the sparkling waves in glee:A poet could not be gay, In such a jocund company:I gazed-and gazed-but little thoughtWhat wealth the show to me had brought:For oft,when on my couch I lieIn vacant or in passive mood, They flash upon that inward eyeWhat is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils William WordsworthNow, please answer the refrences |
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