THE DAFFODILS


I wandered  lonely as a cloud
That  floats  on high o´er vales and hills.
Well    alll at once  I  saw a crowk,
A host of  golden daffodils:
beside the lake, beneath the  trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the  breeze

Continuous as the stars thar 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
Toossing their heads  in springhly dance,

The waves beside then danced, but o