英语诗词

Whispers of Heavenly Death

I see,just see skyward,great cloud-masses,

Mournfully slowly they roll,

silently swelling and mixing

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high over 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 streched 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

Outdid 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 sho