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Monday, July 11, 2005 - ore 16:09
(categoria: " Poesia ")
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a croud,
a host,of golden daffodils;
beside the lake beneath the trees
fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continous as the stars that shine
and twinkle on the milky way
day stretched in never-ending line
along the margin of a bay:
ten thausand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced;but day
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.
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