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| "Daffodils" | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| by: William Wordsworth's | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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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. The waves beside them danced; but they Outdid 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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| "The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork." Ps. 19:1. |
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| A Fervent Prayer: To Thee, O Lord, do I turn my face. My body and sould I commend to Thy Majesty, who hast wonderfully made all things out of nothing. |
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