Daffodils

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,…

Myself

Myself By Edgar A. Guest I have to live with myself and so I want to be fit for myself to know. I want to be able as days go by, always to look myself…