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.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
-A poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company:
I gazed-and gazed-but little thought
What wealth the show to me 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,
And dances with the Daffodils.
Mi dia ha pasado sin apenas darme cuenta en companhia de Wordsworth, y de Sara, intentando desesperadamente cambiarle el billete a Rober para que pueda venir el 11, a la par que Jose.
Solo 3 dias y estare entre tus brazos.
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.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
-A poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company:
I gazed-and gazed-but little thought
What wealth the show to me 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,
And dances with the Daffodils.
Mi dia ha pasado sin apenas darme cuenta en companhia de Wordsworth, y de Sara, intentando desesperadamente cambiarle el billete a Rober para que pueda venir el 11, a la par que Jose.
Solo 3 dias y estare entre tus brazos.
2 comentarios:
Vir, sabes que me encanta ese poema? La primera estrofa es brillante! Me alegro de que hayas creado un blog para que todos sepamos mas de ti. Aunque ahora tengo examenes y estoy un poco liada, lo leeré todos los días!
Un besazo desde la distancia, pero solo física (sabes que mi madre ha contado que Osaka está a 36 veces la distancia de Salamanca-Vigo de mi casa?).
Leyre
No sabia que te encantara pero no me sorprende. Seguire leyendo tu blog todos los dias, aunque hay tantas cosas interesantes que no se por donde empezar a comentar.
36 veces... me pregunto a cuantas estare yo de mi casa.
Un besazo sin distancia.
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