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Daffodils by william wordsworth
Monika Zigaite
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I WANDERED LONELYAS A CLOUD by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
Monika Zigaite
ÍNDICE
William wordsworth
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Analysis
William wordsworth
- He was born the 7th of april of 1770 and died the 23 of april 80 years later.
- the poem " i wandered as alonenlya s a cloud" was written in 1804 and published in 1807
- He used the English romantic movement
flower
The flower used in the poem is the daffodil but it is also called narcissus.It's a bright yellow flower that usually appears in north Africa. In the victorian times this flower represented chivalry and unrequied love, but, nowadays it represents rebirth and new beginnings
ANALYSIS
"I wandered lonely as a cloud" is a poem about finding solace and joy in nature. The speaker, feeling lonely, encounters a field of daffodils, which lifts his spirits. The vivid imagery of the daffodils and the memory of their beauty continue to bring him happiness even in moments of solitude. The poem celebrates the transformative power of nature and the lasting impact it can have on the human heart.
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The waves beside them danced; but theyOut-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.
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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. .