From time to time, my late English wife, while propped up on her pillows in bed, would read me this poem while I was getting ready for work. Brings back such wonderful memories of our 47 years together. Her ashes are in Iver Heath, Bucks., England, where I'll be some day.

I miss my high school friends, it's been 8 years since I first read this poem, and I can still, not only, remember it but can remember the mood in our classroom, the warmth of that day, and how it made me feel. I remember and miss my English teacher♡

As a tiny tot we had to memorize this poem, almost in my 50s now remembered it word to word.

Enjoyed this poem as a child. It was what inspired me to plant drifts of daffodils on our property in my 60's . A lasting pleasure, treasured every spring to harken me back to this very poem closing in on 80.

Learned this poem when I was a wee lass. I'm now 84 yrs and can still recite most of it. Daffodils are such a wonderful welcome to Spring. Such a "happy" flower.

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 was one of my grandmother, Nelly's, favorite poems. We had an old 78 record player that she had used to record herself reciting this poem. She was born in 1878. It was about 1963 when I listened to the scratchy 78 record. Such a wonderful memory. Such a beautiful poem. Thank you!

My mom taught me this poem for school fest. I got A+. Remembering my mom who went back to God's abode...may be she met her favourite poet there. Love from India 🙏🏼

I recited this poem for a competition when I was in school and won the first place. And when I was appreciated, I replied that it wasn’t me, it was Wordsworth.

Yes, a beautiful memory; it took me back 70 years. Thank you. ☘️🇮🇪🇺🇸

I saw a steep hill next to the road with hundreds of daffodils growing on it while driving on a country road years ago. I was in awe over the beauty of them all. I came across this poem sometime later and it always takes me back in my mind's eye to that beautiful hill. Wordsworth had an awesome talent of touching the soul with his discriptive wordings.

He is one of my favourite poets I visited hos house in the lake district snd have the poem now hanging in my drawing room Daffodils bloom every year in my garden in his memory.Wonderful poem!

"I gazed and gazed but little thought,what wealth the show to me had brought"....fantastic lines that connects the readers to the poet..sad did not understand it in my school days..but still wonderful memories.

I studied this poem in sixth class during 1963 . I got by heart this poem. Still I remembered that style, presentation of explanation of our English Sir. Thanks for sweet memories

These things become more precious as we age. It took me awhile to appreciate the keen, incisive art of the poet. Now I appreciate it more than ever. Appreciate the manifold beauty of this world.

This poem took me back to my school days. 58 years since I left the school. Beautiful poem.

"And Then My Heart With Pleasure Fills, And Dances With The DAFFODILS" Loved it scene my childhood ❣️❣️

By this author fave 4 lines : 'Let us then be up and doing With a heart for any fate Still achieving, still pursuing Learn to labor and to wait.'

I was very happy after hearing this!! This us one of my fav poem...each time i read this i can see the daffodils waving and dancing with the breeze it really make me happy and all my sadness disappears

Such a heart warming poem

My favourite poet.. A spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings and emotions recollected in tranquility..

True story: I recited this by heart in English class

61 years ago at school I had to learn this poem I was 11.still remember it. Love daffodils.

Nice picture of the poet. He seems to be in a kind of transcended state of a higher reality. The lyrics are nice and the music that accompanies the reading is eminent. Together, it fascinates me every time.

A spontaneous overflow of powerful emotions recollected in tranquillity...so said William Wordsworth.

I love the feelings that I get late at night, looking for the right poem to read. This is one that truly captivated the love for life in its purest form.

I am in 70s. My teacher with profound love towards this poem and taught us for more than two weeks . When i visited my village field during summer i used to see the golden flowers of the plant for miles together. I recited the poem to the plants in louder voice. They answered waving in the breeze. This is a real experience.

A great poet he was Daffodils this poem I learnt in my schools and again many times till graduation. In College our English teacher would take a whole period to explain the depth of words. Our teacher would go deep into the charms of the poems and I used to be spell bound and the whole poem and commentary by teacher was just magical.

When ever I see a host of golden daffodils In spring, this wonderful poem flashes through my mind ❤️

This poem takes me back to my school days when we had to memorise this poem . My English teacher explained the background and the poem so well that I yearned to see the Lake District in Scotland ,where this poem was written. A beautiful poem and I still enjoy going through the poem whenever I can. What a beautiful poem written by the great poet,William Wordsworth.

I studied this in school in India...under the ICSE board and taught too numerous times... So beautiful. The daffodils are etched in my mind as I close my eyes and see them with my inward eye.

Beautiful poem, so exemplifies one's childhood. innocent and pure.

This poem taking me back sixty years back to my class room where I was with my friends, listening with music played by Master whom I remember now. Golden Treasure.

I loved this poem in school.... From this poem I realized how beautiful the English countryside is

I learnt this poem when I was in Standard 1 (Grade 1)in South America (British Guyana)and I do remember, we would hold our skirts and twirl and dance to the rhythm of the wind in the daffodils. Beautiful memories. Thank you.

Whenever I read or listen 'The Daffodils' And then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the Daffodils

It brings back my school days memories... This poem always amazed me a lot.....what a profound calm it gives to me always... It's been 8 or 9 years maybe since I first read it.... Those school days was pleasant, unexplainable ... I miss those days. . 😭😭😭💕💕💕💗Beside the lake beneath The Trees. Fluttering And Dancing In The Breeze.

A heartwarming and mood - uplifting poem. Just what we need to hear again and again in these troubled times.

One of my favourite poems! Used to imagine the vales, hills and the spread of daffodils. Brought so much pleasure! Enjoyed teaching it as well. Wanted to go on reading the poem to the children again and again! Even now nearing the end of my life, this poem of Wordsworth brings do much happiness.

What can be better than this...a joy and calmness discovered in solitude....❤

Suddenly I went back to my class 6 in 1997 and again in my class 9 in 2000 when I could recite this poem. Strangely I realise that I have forgot some of the words. Thank you KZfaq for momentarily taking me to my happier childhood days.

The style in which the reader has recited this poem is more appropriate to a funeral than a beautiful Spring morning full of life and joy.

Wonderful to hear our childhood memories come flooding in, can still remember every word, of the dancing Daffodils by WW.

Daffodils are full of glee! This is a lovely poem.

I read it at 4th standard when I was 10, it was a happy poem; but after 5 years, Daffodils has changed to something else.

This poem has greatly moulded my personality and my view towards nature and to weave the beauty to form an art work of immense pleasure ❤️

One of my favourite poem, since childhood❤️ Beside the lake , beneath the trees,fluttering and dancing in the breeze - - And then my heart with pleasure fills and dances with the daffodils❤️

I memorized this poem when I was 9 yrs old in school. Thank you for bringing back memorable days 🙏🏽

Everytime i read this poem, I feel like I find a new meaning to it, or new memories that I can relate it with, but now I understand it's just me and all my ages speaking differently.

Wordsworth is indeed worth a praise. After hearing this, I travelled back in time when I was in a youngin in school... dispersed are those days, but Robert Frost & William Wordsworth remain my favorite poets. Thank you for posting.

. His words are worth honoring, beautiful and moving need I say more than that. Awm

I was the 56th like and at this time there's no dislikes. I have faith in humanity.

Poems can not just a sensitive heart, but have the ability to chage the world!

I bet that this is the most recited poem in its entirety in our schools.

One of the most beautiful poems ever written. Everytime I read it,it moves me.

One of my favourite poem along with Wordsworth Lucy poems. We had to memorise them by heart at schools! What fun & they are the best memories!

it takes your whole soul with the poem

It's a marvellous poem written by a worldwide known most romantic poet in one of the loveliest languages❤❤❤

Yes. We had to memorize this poem in my school. I remember each word even now in my 50's...

I learnt it as a student my mom made me by heart this poem, now I am a English teacher and I'm teaching my students this poem.

Do we deserve this masterpiece?

Could never forget the phrase "bliss of solitude"..

Beautiful. Daffodils are such happy flowers. :) For some reason, I rarely see them here in California.

The first poem I ever learnt by heart as a child. It conjures up such wonderful memories. Approaching sixty, I love it still and remember every word.

I learnt this poem in school. It's one of the many beautiful poems I remember even today.

Loved this and other poems we learned in school 60 years ago.... The charge of the light brigade

This poem takes me down memory lane i remember during Spring time yellow wild flowers growing in patches all over the country side !!Nature is so amazing 🥰😘😍🌺❤️

Just so beautiful....

Oh I do remember this lovely poem as a child, so descriptive, I can literally see them dancing in the wind.

So stunningly beautiful 💜💙🙏🏾💚💛 Thank you William Wordsworth 💜💙🙏🏾💚💛

Listening to the poem,suddenly remembered we had to learn this by heart and recite in class! Simply loved it.❤️❤️

I remember looking up poets in college studying rhyme schemes and ran cross William Wordsmith work, most definitely one of the greatest writers in the world of poetry

Very nostalgic.Wish we were taught Tagores poems to,They are as rich and inspirational.

Stunningly fascinating poem, I genuinely admire the stimulation and profoundness in writing of Wordsworth ❤️❤️

I love this poem...had read this in school but every words still spells the same magic as it did then. Thank you for this nice recitation

We were taught this in grade 7… one of the most inspirational teachers… shinjini maam… she made us visualize the rows of daffodils…. and how our hearts danced with the daffodils 🌼🤗

Had memorized this poem in school. It felt so good to hear it again after 45yrs. Thanks.

It brings back nostalgic memories of my college days.

How beautiful this is. Thank you for sharing and many thanks to William Wordsworth !

One of my all time favorite poets.

My most loved poem. I still remember it by heart. It was a pleasure listening to the recitation

It remains me my college day's. In degree class my English teacher use to read this beautiful line

Victor's voice is so mellifluous that I felt as if I was there gazing at the crowd of golden daffodils.

To date , This is my Favorite Poem ! It is Beautiful ! And, It made me cry. I have never been moved to tears by a Poem before. But , This one did it. Thank You Mr. William Wordsworth and Mr. Victor Vertunni and RedFrost Motivation. Jeff

Many generations had to memorize this eternal poem from Wordsworth.

We studied this poem in school. Feeling nostalgic 😫

The wonderful Daffodils and wonderful Wordsworth . Thanks a lot .

The most memorable favourite poem during the most precious childhood d a ys. The whole class would read this with so much joys and enthusiasm. Priceless, magical,soothing to the ears.

¡Es bellísimo! Cerrar los ojos e imaginarte junto al lago. Ha recompensado con creces el esfuerzo de aprender esta lengua cuando empiezas a disfrutar su poesía preciosa.

Beautiful flower the Daffodils ,memories of school days ! I learnt to make Daffodils in paper ,satin cloth ,ribbons ! I love the poem by Williams Wordsworth !👍👌

I have learned this poem during my school days and I also remember by hearting it fully and writing it with the annotations word by word without a mistake...

I still remember the lines of this poem ... It's a really memorable poem cuz it takes you to that place in your head even without you moving an inch just by reading it in rhythm ..

We learnt this poem by- heart about 53 years ago in school, still remember the poem and often delve on the beauty of the scene 'beside the lake, beneath the trees, fluttering their heads in sprightly dance' ...... 'And oft upon my couch I lie, in vacant or in pensive mood, they flash upon my inward eye, which is the bliss of solitude '.....

The beauty of nature so well written in such simple yet profound way. Took me back to my school days😘👍👍👌👌

Namaskaram Guru 🙏🙏🙏 A Truly Divine depiction of The Divinity

The poem has the capacity to make me again a school boy, and fill the same attitude, of those days. Thanks to the great Poet of time 🙏

Really nostalgic when I heard this wonderful poem . The words still linger..... 🙏

This room takes us along with the poet himself. 👍

Wordsworth's one of the best lyrics. The recitation was fabulous. Thanks a lot.

Thank you for letting me find this poem after so many years. There is something very special about it. It stuck in many of our minds and souls from long ago school days. Our schools were so enlightened then, compared to what they are today. We had to study Latin, because it was formative and the basis of learning other languages. We had civic education, journalism, music lessons, chorus, band and orchestra. We had culture. These last generations are dumb and impoverished of strength and vitality, brainwashed and culturally ignorant. So sad.