⠠⠊⠀⠠⠺⠯⠻⠫⠀⠠⠇⠐⠕⠇⠽⠀⠵⠀⠠⠁⠀⠠⠉⠇⠳⠙
⠀⠀⠠⠃⠽⠀⠠⠺⠊⠇⠇⠊⠁⠍⠀⠠⠘⠺⠎⠺⠕⠗⠹
⠀⠀⠠⠊⠀⠠⠠⠺⠯⠻⠫⠀⠇⠐⠕⠇⠽⠀⠵⠀⠁⠀⠉⠇⠳⠙
⠀⠀⠠⠞⠀⠋⠇⠕⠁⠞⠎⠀⠕⠝⠀⠓⠊⠣⠀⠕⠄⠻⠀⠧⠁⠇⠑⠎⠀⠯⠀⠓⠊⠇⠇⠎⠂
⠀⠀⠠⠱⠢⠀⠁⠇⠇⠀⠁⠞⠀⠕⠝⠉⠑⠀⠠⠊⠀⠎⠁⠺⠀⠁⠀⠉⠗⠪⠙⠂
⠀⠀⠠⠁⠀⠓⠕⠌⠂⠀⠷⠀⠛⠕⠇⠙⠢⠀⠙⠁⠖⠕⠙⠊⠇⠎⠆
⠀⠀⠠⠆⠎⠀⠮⠀⠇⠁⠅⠑⠂⠀⠆⠝⠀⠮⠀⠞⠗⠑⠑⠎⠂
⠀⠀⠠⠋⠇⠥⠞⠞⠻⠬⠀⠯⠀⠙⠁⠝⠉⠬⠀⠔⠀⠮⠀⠃⠗⠑⠑⠵⠑⠲
⠀⠀⠠⠒⠞⠔⠥⠳⠎⠀⠵⠀⠮⠀⠌⠜⠎⠀⠞⠀⠩⠔⠑
⠀⠀⠠⠯⠀⠞⠺⠔⠅⠇⠑⠀⠕⠝⠀⠮⠀⠍⠊⠇⠅⠽⠀⠺⠁⠽⠂
⠀⠀⠠⠮⠽⠀⠌⠗⠑⠞⠡⠫⠀⠔⠀⠝⠐⠑⠤⠢⠙⠬⠀⠇⠔⠑
⠀⠀⠠⠁⠇⠰⠛⠀⠮⠀⠍⠜⠛⠔⠀⠷⠀⠁⠀⠃⠁⠽⠒
⠀⠀⠼⠁⠚
⠀⠀⠠⠞⠢⠀⠹⠳⠎⠯⠀⠎⠁⠺⠀⠠⠊⠀⠁⠞⠀⠁⠀⠛⠇⠨⠑⠂
⠀⠀⠠⠞⠕⠎⠎⠬⠀⠸⠮⠀⠓⠂⠙⠎⠀⠔⠀⠎⠏⠐⠗⠇⠽⠀⠙⠨⠑⠲
⠀⠀⠠⠮⠀⠺⠁⠧⠑⠎⠀⠆⠎⠀⠮⠍⠀⠙⠨⠑⠙⠆⠀⠃⠀⠮⠽
⠀⠀⠠⠳⠤⠙⠊⠙⠀⠮⠀⠎⠏⠜⠅⠇⠬⠀⠺⠁⠧⠑⠎⠀⠔⠀⠛⠇⠑⠑⠒
⠀⠀⠠⠁⠀⠏⠕⠑⠞⠀⠉⠙⠀⠝⠀⠃⠀⠆⠀⠛⠁⠽⠂
⠀⠀⠠⠔⠀⠎⠡⠀⠁⠀⠚⠕⠉⠥⠝⠙⠀⠉⠕⠍⠏⠁⠝⠽⠒
⠀⠀⠠⠊⠀⠛⠁⠵⠫⠠⠤⠯⠀⠛⠁⠵⠫⠠⠤⠃⠀⠇⠇⠀⠹⠐⠳
⠀⠀⠠⠱⠁⠞⠀⠺⠂⠇⠹⠀⠮⠀⠩⠪⠀⠞⠕⠀⠍⠑⠀⠸⠓⠀⠃⠗⠐⠳⠒
⠀⠀⠠⠿⠀⠷⠞⠂⠀⠱⠢⠀⠕⠝⠀⠍⠽⠀⠉⠳⠡⠀⠠⠊⠀⠇⠊⠑
⠀⠀⠠⠔⠀⠧⠁⠉⠁⠝⠞⠀⠕⠗⠀⠔⠀⠏⠢⠎⠊⠧⠑⠀⠍⠕⠕⠙⠂
⠀⠀⠼⠃⠚
⠀⠀⠠⠮⠽⠀⠋⠇⠁⠩⠀⠘⠥⠀⠞⠀⠔⠺⠜⠙⠀⠑⠽⠑⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠠⠱⠀⠊⠎⠀⠮⠀⠃⠇⠊⠎⠎⠀⠷⠀⠎⠕⠇⠊⠞⠥⠙⠑⠆
⠀⠀⠠⠯⠀⠮⠝⠀⠍⠽⠀⠓⠑⠜⠞⠀⠾⠀⠏⠇⠂⠎⠥⠗⠑⠀⠋⠊⠇⠇⠎⠂
⠀⠀⠠⠯⠀⠙⠨⠑⠎⠀⠾⠀⠮⠀⠙⠁⠖⠕⠙⠊⠇⠎⠲
I Wandered Lonely as A Cloud, 1804
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: 10
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, 20
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
