I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud" opens with a solitary speaker drifting aimlessly across valleys and hills until he stumbles upon a vast, shimmering field of golden daffodils beside a lake. The flowers toss and dance in the breeze like stars stretching across the Milky Way — ten thousand at a glance. Yet the poem's true revelation comes later: when the speaker lies still in a pensive or empty mood, the daffodils flash back into his mind, filling his heart with unexpected, quiet pleasure.
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