The 7th April was the William Wordsworth’s 241st birthday and the April daffodils were out in force around Rydal.
For a poet who wrote over at least 14 major poems along with various other pros, he seems forever remembered by the poem “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” in which he mentions the blooming of the daffodils around his Rydal home.
So just to prove that Spring is here and in theory at least Winter is passed, here’s the poem that made him so famous. There’s also a picture of the Lakeland daffodils here.
The Wordsworth Daffodils Poem:
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 the 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.