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.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay;
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee;
A poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company.
I gazed – and gazed – but little thought,
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
By William Wordsworth (1770-1850)
"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud" (which is the correct title of this poem) is an 1804 poem by Willian Wordsworth. It was inspired by an April 15, 1802 event in which Wordsworth and his sister, Dorothy came across a "long belt" of daffodils. It was first published in 1807, and a revised version was released in 1815.
The poem is covered and taught in the 7th grade English textbook of the Secondary School Certificate (SSC) board of Education of India. It is also part of the English Literature GCSE course in some British examination boards. In New South Wales, Australia it is commonly used by teachers in the current HSC syllabus topic: Inner Journeys. It is used to convey a message of hope and is widely used throughout both the Advanced and Standard courses.
It is one of the best known poems in the English language and is also unabashedly romantic and sentimental.
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This poem appears here, as it sure is going to ring memory bells in most of you who have studied in the Nirmala High School, and surely, to many of you who have studied English literature. Tell everybody what you remember, and your comments (reflections) in the FORUMS page. Please don’t forget to type your name, school and contact, in the way you would like it to be seen by your lost schoolmates. The poem also appears here, as the last stanza is very much similar to our feelings about our classmates.