< I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud >

by William Wordsworth (1770-1850)


I wandered lonely as a cloud
　That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
　A host, of golden daffodils,
Beside the lake, beneath the trees
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
　And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
　Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
　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.


讀了四年文學的人，看到這首詩，大概都快麻痺了。
但它依然是我鍾愛的一首...