In the canon
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
- Form
- Form Poem
- Year
- Year 1807
- Pages
- Pages 1
A walker comes over a hill onto ten thousand daffodils tossing beside a lake, and finds years afterwards that the sight refills him whenever he lies down empty.
I wandered lonely as a cloud that floats on high o'er vales and hills.
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