CLASS 7th - Poem - [Daffodils] - LET'S WARM UP A LITTLE

 I wandered lonely  as a cloud 

That floats on high o'er vales and hill's

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 heir 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 z, 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. 

                          

                Author -                                                                              

William  wordsworth  [1770-1850 ]