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I WANDER'D 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;
Besides the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Then I saw, among all the flowers,
A BALL of conquering smiles
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What a pleasure the BALL to me had brought.
根據 Wordsworth's Daffodils 改編 |
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