I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales 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.— William Wordsworth
Surprising Daffodil quotations
Then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
one daffodil is worth a thousand pleasures, then one is too few.
Daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty.
Never be afraid to be a poppy in a field of daffodils.
You normally have to be bashed about a bit by life to see the point of daffodils, sunsets and uneventful nice days.
Picasso said that no one has to explain a daffodil.
Good design is understandable to virtually everybody. You never have to ask why.
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Fallen leaves lying on the grass in the November sun bring more happiness than the daffodils.
O fateful flower beside the rill- The Daffodil, the daffodil!
life is the greatest gift that could ever be conceived .
.. A daffodil pushing up through the dark earth to the spring, knowing somehow deep in its roots that spring and light and sunshine will come, has more courage and more knowledge of the value of life than any human being I've met.
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
Deprivation is for me what daffodils were for Wordsworth.
I have seen the Lady April bringing the daffodils, Bringing the springing grass and the soft warm April rain.
It is not raining to me, It's raining daffodils;
In every dimpled drop I see Wild flowers on distant hills.
Today is the day when bold kites fly, When cumulus clouds roar across the sky.
When robins return, when children cheer, When light rain beckons spring to appear. Today is the day when daffodils bloom, Which children pick to fill the room, Today is the day when grasses green, When leaves burst forth for spring to be seen.
I love spring flowers: daffodils and hyacinths are the ultimate flower for me.
They are the essence of spring.
Starry Starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land.
Ten thousand saw I at a glance, tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
For a quart of ale is a dish for a king.
You have to do something. If you do something, you become somebody. Even a daffodil does something, has a profession. It gives off scent, professionally.
There is a tiny yellow daffodil, The butterfly can see it from afar, Although one summer evening's dew could fill Its little cup twice over, ere the star Had called the lazy shepherd to his fold, And be no prodigal.
As a married woman, I know perfectly well what six or eight inches looks like, so it's easy to make a good estimate. This mental measurement makes planting time much more interesting than it might be otherwise.
You've developed the strength of a draft horse while holding onto the delicacy of a daffodil ... you are the mother, advocate and protector of a child with a disability.
I think if I were living in a utopian world, then it wouldn't be political commentary; it would be about daffodils.
Gay as a daffodil.
I never saw daffodils so beautiful. They grew among the mossy stones about and above them; some rested their heads upon these stones, as on a pillow, for weariness.
It is daffodil time, so the robins all cry, For the sun's a big daffodil up in the sky, And when down the midnight the owl call to-whoo! Why, then the round moon is a daffodil too; Now sheer to the bough-tops the sap starts to climb, So, merry my masters, it's daffodil time.
When I bought my farm, I did not know what a bargain I had in the bluebirds, daffodils and thrushes; as little did I know what sublime mornings and sunsets I was buying.
If you wrap yourself in daffodils I will wrap myself in pain...
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretch'd in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
One of the joys our technological civilization has lost is the excitement with which seasonal flowers and fruits were welcomed; the first daffodil, strawberry or cherry are now things of the past, along with their precious moment of arrival. Even the tangerine -- now a satsuma or clementine -- appears de-pipped months before Christmas.
I was in the forest jumping around daffodils while everyone was high on heroin.
Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone: And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky.
She did not look at the daffodils. They didn't mean anything. She looked at the daffodils. She said, 'Thank you for the daffodils.