Journeys Through Bookland, Vol. 7Sylvester, Charles Herbert
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Journeys Through Bookland, Vol. 7
Sylvester, Charles Herbert
Children's literature; Literature -- Collections
"MY MOTHER!" _Iris Weddell White_ 336
IN HER SEPULCHRE THERE BY THE SEA _Donn P. Crane_ 342
THE NIGHT RACK CAME ROLLING UP _G. H. Mitchell_ 344
THE CRESCENT MOON WENT BY _G. H. Mitchell_ 347
I LOOKED INTO THE CABIN _R. F. Babcock_ 354
WHITTIER'S BIRTHPLACE (Color Plate) 382
JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER (Halftone) 386
WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT (Halftone) 392
THY FIGURE FLOATS ALONG _Jerome Rozen_ 396
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES (Halftone) 398
DOWN THE SUNNY GLADE _Walter O. Reese_ 409
JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL (Halftone) 412
ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING (Halftone) 420
DON QUIXOTE (Heading) _Donn P. Crane_ 431
DON QUIXOTE TILTS WITH THE WINDMILLS _Donn P. Crane_ 439
"DEFEND THYSELF, MISERABLE BEING!" _Donn P. Crane_ 444
THE LION PUT HIS HEAD OUT OF THE CAGE _Donn P. Crane_ 455
SANCHO FELL ON HIS KNEES _Donn P. Crane_ 464
THE HORSE BLEW UP, WITH A PRODIGIOUS NOISE _Donn P. Crane_ 475
THE DAFFODILS
_By_ WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
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
Outdid 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.
[Illustration: A HOST OF GOLDEN DAFFODILS]
When we look at this little poem we see at a glance that the
stanzas are all the same length, that the rhyme scheme is _ababcc_
(see "To My Infant Son," Vol. VI), and that the indentation at the
beginning of the lines corresponds with the rhymes. This poem,
then, is perfectly regular in form.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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