Daffodils

Oggi vorrei fare un omaggio a Luisa, la mia insegnante d'inglese, che adora i narcisi e questa poesia. Luisa è una persona meravigliosa, che ama la lingua inglese e ti trasmette questo amore non solo per la lingua che lei insegna ma anche per lo studio in generale.



I wondered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o'er 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 shineAnd twinkle on the milk way,They stretched in never ending lineAlong the margin of a bay:Ten thousand saw I at a glance,Tossing their heads in sprightly dance

The waves beside them danced but theyOutdid the sparkling waves in glee:A poet could not 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


WILLIAM WORDSWORTH