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. William Wordsworth, 1770 - 1850
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Daffodils and gamboling spring lambs, 2 things guaranteed to induce a smile.
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