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                  Notes                  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:
                                         Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
                                         Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
                                         The waves beside them danced, but they
                                         Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
                                         A poet could not be but gay,
                                         In such a jocund company!
                                         I gazed - and gazed - but little tought
                                         What wealth the show to me bad 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.
                                 4. Read the passage given below and Explain the following lines:
                                         [Hints: Poem, Upon Westminister Bridge, Poet-William Wordsworth]
                                         Earth has not anything to show more fair:
                                         Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
                                         A sight so touching in its majesty:
                                         This City now doth like a garment wear
                                         The beauty of the morning; silent, bare,
                                         Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie
                                         Open upto the field, and to the sky;
                                         All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
                                         Never did sun more beautifully steep
                                         In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill;
                                         Ne’er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
                                         The river glideth at his own sweet will:
                                         Dear God! The very houses seem asleep;
                                         And all that mighty heart is lying still!

                                 17.3 Further Readings




                                              1.  “English for Competitive Exams” By Dr. R.P. Bhatnagar
                                              2.  “Unique Quintessence of General English” Edited By Dr. S. Sen and Others and
                                                  revised by Dr. G.S. Mansukhani.


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