I Wandered Lonley As A Cloud
Marta Pascual Pueyo
Created on March 18, 2024
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Transcript
I Wandered lonley as a cloud
By Marta Pascual Pueyo
7. The end
6. The audio
Index
1. The poem and the flower
2. The poet
3. Description of the flower
4.1. Analysis
4.1. Analysis
5. Ilustration
The poem
The name of the flower which the poem is based is daffodil.
William Wordswoth
The poem was written in 1804, but was published in 1807, in the book called Poems in Two Volumenes.William Wordsworth belonged to the literary movement of Romanticism, in England, which originated in the late 18th century and early 19th century in Europe.
Description of the flower
The botanical name of the daffodil is Narcissus, the plants are scaly and have a single hollow floral stem, several narrow green or blue-green leaves emerge from the bulb, the stem of the plant has one flower.The flowers are usually striking, white or yellow.Daffodils usually appear in late winter and spring and is associated with beauty, rebirth and self-love.
Analysis
The poem talks about a beautiful field of daffodils. I think the author expresses in the poem how he feels happy to have seen the beautiful spectacle of flowers.In addition to being happy, I think he also expresses sadness, because in one paragraph he says that he was alone and he doesn't realize how beautiful nature is after seeing the daffodils.
ANALYSIS
In the second stanza, the author compares the arrangement of the daffodils with the stars that shine and twinkle in the Milky Way.
3 examples of personification:1. Ten thousand saw me at a glance, since flowers cannot see. 2. Moving their heads in a lively dance, daffodils cannot move their heads, since they have none. 3. The waves on their side danced, the waves cannot dance.
Ilustrations
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1KtNVZgRJfrUqLCdvyFyeEtzBUDtr920b/view?usp=sharing
The audio
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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 thoughtWhat wealth the show to me had brought:For oft, when on my couch I lieIn vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eyeWhich is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills,And dances with the daffodils.
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.