4 thoughts on “narcissus”

  1. Fer:
    Acho que nunca vi a flor, porém me lembrei das aulas de Literatura Inglesa em meus tempos de Puccamp…..
    I WANDER’D 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 stretch’d 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.
    By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).

  2. Fer , não conheço a flor , nem seu cheiro , mas nas fotos elas são tão lindas …….Tão delicadas …
    Pena que pelo visto não da para chegar muito perto!
    grande beijo

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