The Narcissus is also a Flower
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. (scented)ROSEWORTHY!
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 waves in glee: MICHAEL DAVIS
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed---and gazed---but little thought
What wealth the show to me had 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.
--William Wordsworth, published Spring, 1807
...and now for the urban delight of cultivars....
New Yorkers for Parks, The Daffodil Project
American Daffodil Society
geocities Daffodil Garden
Char's Daffodil Ridge
Narcissus of mythology
JOHN WILLIAM WATER-
RIP VAN WINKle (1884)
all these still abloom at The Secret Garden in The Conservatory Garden at 105th Street!