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The waves beside them danced, but they 
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee; 
A poet could not but be gay 
In such a joyful company: 
I g aze d—and gazed—but little thought 
What wealth to me the show 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, 
An d dances with the Daffodils. 
Wordsworth 
Nature’s laws must be obeyed, 
An d this is one she strictly laid 
On every soul which she has made, 
Down from our earliest mother: 
Be self your first and greatest care, 
From all reproach the darling spare, 
An d any blame that she should bear, 
Put off upon another. 
Miss Gould, 
The pale Narcissus 
Still feeds upon itself; but, newly blown, 
The nymphs will pluck it from its tender stalk, 
An d say, “Go, fool, and to thy image talk.” 
Lord Thurlow. 
