What is the text of 'To Daffodils' by Robert Herrick?

Answer 1

To Daffodils Robert Herrick (1591-1674) FAIR Daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon: As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay, 5Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along. 10 We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, 15 As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew Ne'er to be found again. 20

Answer 2

In the poem, 'The Daffodils' the poet William Wordsworth has described how he once came across a number of daffodils moving in the breeze. The beauty of the daffodils fascinated the poet and it became a pleasant experience for him.

The poet has compared himself to a floating cloud passing over hills and valleys. He was wandering l through the countryside when he suddenly came across countless yellow daffodils. These daffodils were beside a lake under trees. The flowing breeze made the daffodils flutter and it seemed as if they were dancing.

TO William Wordsworth, the daffodils were as continuous as the twinkling stars on the Milky Way galaxy. They were arranged in a seemingly unending line along the bank of the bay. To the poet, it seemed as if ten thousand daffodils were moving in the gentle breeze and he imagined them to be engaged in a lively dance.

There were waves on the surface of the lake, but these waves of water were no match for the waves of daffodils rippling in the breeze. Wordsworth has remarked that a poet can feel nothing but happiness in that kind of cheerful company. Although he beheld the beautiful sight for a long time, he did not understand the true value of that beautiful experience just then.

Whenever the poet is in pensive mood, the sight of the daffodils flashes in his mind. His heart fills with joy and happiness and it seems to him as if his heart is dancing with the daffodils.

Answer 3

To Daffodils

By Robert Herrick Fair Daffodils, we weep to see

You haste away so soon;

As yet the early-rising sun

Has not attain'd his noon.

Stay, stay,

Until the hasting day

Has run

But to the even-song;

And, having pray'd together, we

Will go with you along.

We have short time to stay, as you,

We have as short a spring;

As quick a growth to meet decay,

As you, or anything.

We die

As your hours do, and dry

Away,

Like to the summer's rain;

Or as the pearls of morning's dew,

Ne'er to be found again.

Answer 4

This poem reflects a walk that was taken by William Wordsworth in the Lake District of England in 1802. It was first published in 1807 and revised in 1815.

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, 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.
This poem reflects a walk that was taken by William Wordsworth in the Lake District of England in 1802. It was first published in 1807 and revised in 1815.

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, 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.

Answer 5

This poem reflects a walk that was taken by William Wordsworth in the Lake District of England in 1802. It was first published in 1807 and revised in 1815.

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, 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.

Answer 6

This poem reflects a walk that was taken by William Wordsworth in the Lake District of England in 1802. It was first published in 1807 and revised in 1815.

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, 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.

Answer 7

The poem "To Daffodils" by Robert Herrick is a short poem where the speaker addresses the daffodils, urging them to live in the present moment and enjoy their beauty while they can. The poem celebrates the fleeting nature of youth and beauty, reminding the daffodils that they will soon wither away. Overall, it is a meditation on the transience of life and the importance of appreciating the beauty around us.