{"id":2033,"date":"2011-03-28T22:23:56","date_gmt":"2011-03-29T03:23:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/?p=2033"},"modified":"2011-03-28T22:23:56","modified_gmt":"2011-03-29T03:23:56","slug":"i-wandered-lonely-as-a-cloud","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/?p=2033","title":{"rendered":"I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>William Wordsworth<\/p>\n<p>I wandered lonely as a cloud<br \/>\nThat floats on high o\u2019er vales and hills,<br \/>\nWhen all at once I saw a crowd,<br \/>\nA host, of golden daffodils;<br \/>\nBeside the lake, beneath the trees,<br \/>\nFluttering and dancing in the breeze.<\/p>\n<p>Continuous as the stars that shine<br \/>\nAnd twinkle on the milky way,<br \/>\nThey stretched in never-ending line<br \/>\nAlong the margin of a bay:<br \/>\nTen thousand saw I at a glance,<br \/>\nTossing their heads in sprightly dance.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2034\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/IMG_8419.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2034\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2034\" title=\"When all at once I saw a crowd\" src=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/IMG_8419-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/IMG_8419-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/IMG_8419-1024x768.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/IMG_8419.jpg 1600w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-2034\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">a host of golden daffodils.<\/p><\/div>\n<p><!--more-->The waves beside them danced, but they<br \/>\nOut-did the sparkling leaves in glee;<br \/>\nA poet could not be but gay,<br \/>\nIn such a jocund company!<br \/>\nI gazed\u2014and gazed\u2014but little thought<br \/>\nWhat wealth the show to me had brought:<\/p>\n<p>For oft, when on my couch I lie<br \/>\nIn vacant or in pensive mood,<br \/>\nThey flash upon that inward eye<br \/>\nWhich is the bliss of solitude;<br \/>\nAnd then my heart with pleasure fills,<br \/>\nAnd dances with the daffodils.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2041\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/IMG_8422.jpg\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2041\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2041\" title=\"And then my heart with pleasure fills,\" src=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/IMG_8422-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/IMG_8422-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/IMG_8422-1024x768.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/www.thelifeliterary.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/03\/IMG_8422.jpg 1600w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-2041\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">and dances with the daffodils.<\/p><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>William Wordsworth I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o\u2019er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; 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