Composed Upon Westminster Bridge

Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like… Read more »

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud (Daffodils)

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,… Read more »