126 THE MUSIC OF WILD FLOWERS 



fortune to behold a host of daffodils dancing and 

 fluttering in the breeze : 



" 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." 



