Poem: Daffodils

Spring has arrived! I walk along and see daffodils, and bluebells, and orchids, and trees blossoming, the sky is blue, the breeze is fresh - I can't help but be in a good mood (the stuck CD has also been successfully removed from the computer).
I present the following poem - as a side note (don't know how true this is), I read somewhere that the original first line was 'I wandered lonely as a cow' - however, William Wordsworth's sister Daisy wisely advised him that he change 'cow' for 'cloud'.
A very smart sister.

William Wordsworth. 1770–1850
Daffodils

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.