Anne Gournay |
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Love me, Love me not Latest prints in my flower series, Love me, Love me not celebrates spring and the renewal of life. They evoke William Wordsworth's poem, The Daffodils. The will be followed by more spring flowers in 2018 Click on any image for a close up view. |
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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. 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: 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.
‘The Daffodils’, William Wordsworth’s |
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