More Harbingers of Spring and Another Poem

A host of golden daffodils
A host of golden daffodils

Anthony has written  that for him, it’s the happy daffodil that heralds the arrival of spring. Did anyone else grow up calling these beautiful flowers “jonquils”?  Whatever you call them, they are indeed a happy sight after this long winter.


I wander’d 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.

William Wordsworth

6 thoughts on “More Harbingers of Spring and Another Poem

  1. Thanks SO MUCH for the total delight of introducing me to this poem. Wordsworth “got me” exactly! 🙂

    Date: Sun, 7 Apr 2013 20:50:24 +0000


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