ラッパ水仙(03/20)

Seven Daffodils I may not have mansion, I haven't any land Not even a paper dollar to crinkle in my hands But I can show you morning on a thousand hills And kiss you and give you seven daffodils I do not have a fortune to buy you pretty things But I can weave you moonbeams for necklaces and rings And I can show you morning on a thousand hills And kiss you and give you seven daffodils Oh seven golden daffodils all shining in the sun To light our way to evening when our day is done And I will give music and a crust of bread And a pillow of piny boughs to rest your head A pillow of piny boughs to rest your head The brothers four

The Daffodils               William Wordsworth 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, 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 a 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 be but 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.