William Wordsworth's Poem '' Daffodils '' Detailed Critical Analysis - Grad 6 - Mar 2021 !!

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    William Wordsworth's Poem '' Daffodils '' Detailed Critical Analysis - Grad 6 - Mar 2021 !!
    Romanticism.Romantic poetry. Poetry of Nature. Spontaneous poetry. Overflow of powerful feelings recollected in tranquility. Spontaneity. Daffodils.Beauty of nature in poetry. Lyrical poetry. Lyrical Ballads. The countryside. Rural Life . Humble life. Rustic life. Simple life. Language of the countrymen. lake. Sea. Waves. Trees. I wandered lonely as a cloud. over vales and hills. A crowd of daffodils. A host of daffodils. Romantic figures of speech. Romantic images. Romantic imagery and sensory language. Personification. Regular poetry. Lyrics. Recitation. Metaphor. Contrast. Hyperbole. Simile. Alliteration. Assonance. Consonance. Critical appreciation. comprehensive analysis. Dancing. Pensive mood. Vacant mood. Wordsworth's poetry of nature. Poet Laureate. The Romantic Manifesto. Second edition of the Lyrical Ballads. Outdid. Memory. Theme of isolation. Theme of memory. Theme of loneliness. Theme of solitude. Theme of contemplation. Theme of meditation. Heart. Theme of happiness. Theme of harmony between man and nature. Sensory words. Sense of sight. Sense of smell. Sense of touch. Sense of hearing. Sense of taste. Enjoying the beauty of nature. The magic of nature. Repetition. Main idea of Wordsworth's Daffodils. Tone of Daffodils. Essential question of Daffodils. The speaker of Daffodils. The elements of nature in Wordsworth's Daffodils. Romantic .
    BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
    I wandered lonely as a cloud
    That floats 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 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

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