I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o\’er vales and fens,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of azure Fairy Wrens;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
……
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 mends,
And dances with the Fairy Wrens.
(sorry William)
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