I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

Mary E. Burt (1850–1918) · 1904

iambic tetrameter · ABABCC · 24 lines · from Poems Every Child Should Know

I wandered lonely as a cloudThat 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 shineAnd twinkle on the milky way,They stretched in never-ending lineAlong the margin of a bay;Ten thousand saw I at a glance,Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but theyOutdid the sparkling waves in glee:--A poet could not but be gayIn such a jocund company;I gazed--and gazed--but little thoughtWhat wealth the show to me had brought.

For oft, when on my couch I lieIn vacant or in pensive mood,They flash upon that inward eyeWhich is the bliss of solitude;And then my heart with pleasure fills,And dances with the daffodils.

Words in this poem

twinkle v. i.
To open and shut the eye rapidly; to blink; to wink. [OE. twinklen, AS. twinclian; akin to OE. twinken to blink, wink, G. zwinken, zwinkern, and perhaps to E. twitch.]
glee n.
Music; minstrelsy; entertainment.
jocund
Merry; cheerful; gay; airy; lively; sportive. [L. jocundus, jucundus, orig., helpful, fr. juvare to help. See Aid.]
wealth n.
Weal; welfare; prosperity; good. [OE. welthe, from wele; cf. D. weelde luxury. See Weal prosperity.]

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud is in the public domain. This text is taken from Poems Every Child Should Know The What-Every-Child-Should-Know-Library, Project Gutenberg ebook #16436; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

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Form and metre

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud is 24 lines in 4 stanzas of 6 lines each. Every stanza rhymes ABABCC. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 92%).

See other poems in iambic tetrameter.

Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 ABABCC cloudA · hillsB · crowdA · daffodilsB · treesC · breezeC
  2. 2 ABABCC shineA · wayB · lineA · bayB · glanceC · danceC
  3. 3 ABABCC theyA · gleeB · gayA · companyB · thoughtC · broughtC
  4. 4 ABABCC lieA · moodB · eyeA · solitudeB · fillsC · daffodilsC
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
I wandered lonely as a cloud8·/˘/˘···
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,8········
When all at once I saw a crowd,8········
A host of golden daffodils:8···/˘/˘·
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,8˘/······
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.8/˘·/˘···
Continuous as the stars that shine8˘/˘·····
And twinkle on the milky way,8·/˘··/˘·
They stretched in never-ending line8···/˘/˘·
Along the margin of a bay;8˘/·/˘···
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,8·/˘·····
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.8/˘···/˘·
The waves beside them danced, but they8··˘/····
Outdid the sparkling waves in glee:--8/··/˘···
A poet could not but be gay8·/˘·····
In such a jocund company;8···/˘/˘˘
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought8·····/˘·
What wealth the show to me had brought.8········
For oft, when on my couch I lie8········
In vacant or in pensive mood,8·/˘··/˘·
They flash upon that inward eye8·····/˘·
Which is the bliss of solitude;8·····/˘·
And then my heart with pleasure fills,8·····/˘·
And dances with the daffodils.8·/˘··/˘·

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