Maxioms by William Wordsworth
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
The bane of all that dread the Devil!
The bane of all that dread the Devil!
Like--but oh! how different!
Like--but oh! how different!
And beauty, for confiding youth,
Those shocks of passion can prepare
That kill the bloom before its read more
And beauty, for confiding youth,
Those shocks of passion can prepare
That kill the bloom before its time,
And blanch, without the owner's crime,
The most resplendent hair.
Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on,
Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.
Three sleepless nights I passed in sounding on,
Through words and things, a dim and perilous way.
