That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, -A host, of golden daffodils,
O cuckoo! shall I call thee bird, Or but a wandering voice?
"I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills …"
"Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by …"
"She dwelt among the untrodden ways, Beside the springs of Dove"
"...a rainbow in the sky"
Appointed by Victoria - “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” “The Prelude” “Tintern Abbey” The Lucy poems “The World Is Too Much with Us”
"late and soon, getting and spending, we lay waste our powers"