NARCISSEN

Vanmiddag van alle soorten Narcissen die in bloei staan enkele stuks geplukt en in vaasjes gezet, bij elkaar vormt dit een leuk geheel.

Daffodils

I wander´d lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o´ver vales and hills,

When all at one I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils,

Beside the lake, beneath the treas,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky Way,

They stretch´d 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 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.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850)