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"A poet could not be but gay in such jukand company. I gazed and gazed, but little thought what wealth the show to me had brought. For oft when on my coach I lie in vacant or impensive mood they flashed upon that inward eye which is the bliss of solitude and then my heart with pleasure fills and dances with the daffodils. I wish every one of you today to get to dance with the daffodils. Peace and blessings."
"A poet could not be but gay in such jukand company. I gazed and gazed, but little thought what wealth the show to me had brought. For oft when on my coach I lie in vacant or impensive mood they flashed upon that inward eye which is the bliss of solitude and then my heart with pleasure fills and dances with the daffodils. I wish every one of you today to get to dance with the daffodils. Peace and blessings."
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"A poet could not be but gay in such jukand company. I gazed and gazed, but little thought what wealth the show to me had brought. For oft when on my coach I lie in vacant or impensive mood they flashed upon that inward eye which is the bliss of solitude and then my heart with pleasure fills and dances with the daffodils. I wish every one of you today to get to dance with the daffodils. Peace and blessings."
"A poet could not be but gay in such jukand company. I gazed and gazed, but little thought what wealth the show to me had brought. For oft when on my coach I lie in vacant or impensive mood they flashed upon that inward eye which is the bliss of solitude and then my heart with pleasure fills and dances with the daffodils. I wish every one of you today to get to dance with the daffodils. Peace and blessings."