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The daffodils
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, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
William Wordworth
Souvenir toujours présent d'un poème anglais appris pour le cours de langue au collège.
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