Daffodils

you know what first when i read this beautiful poem when i was in 9th class it was in our course actually,and at that time i like this poem because of the rhythm it makes when you read it..our teacher used to read it in a special different kind of accent and we use to enjoy and copy that accent of teacher by parodying but now i like it for accent as well as for the message poet want to give us..:)

here it is..

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.

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.
William Wordsworth