River of Light



Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretch in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in a sprightly dance.

-William Wordsworth (1770-1850),
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud







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