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Daffodils - 24 Mar 2006

Around here, the daffodil leaves and stems with buds are up out of the ground, even though this is an unusually cold spring – colder than February was. By the way, if you live in an area inhabited by deer, you don’t have to worry about planting daffodil bulbs. Deer do not eat daffodils.

Here is one of my favorite poems:

Daffodils
By William Wordsworth
(1770-1850)

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
Outdid 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.

For more poetry, see:
http://all-creatures.org/poetrydir.html 

For our daffodil photos and comments, see:
http://all-creatures.org/pics/daffodil.html 
 

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