“Daffodils” (1804)

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…

Fisherman’s 23rd Psalm

The Lord in my pilot, I shall not drift, He lighteth me across the darkest waters In the deepeth channels he steereth me He keepeth my log He guardeth me by the star of holiness For his names sake Yea though I sail, amidst the thunder and tempests of life I will feel no danger,…