I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud（2/2）

The waves beside the danced; but they

Outdid the sparklg wavesglee:

A poet uld not but be gay,

In such a jod pany:

I gazed—and gazed—but little thought

What wealth the show tohad brought.

For oft, when on y uch I lie

In vat orpensive ood,

They fsh upon that ward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then y heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.