長い暗い冬が終わり3月になるとイギリスの庭園は黄色い花々で染まります。
明るいクロッカスや水仙達は冬の終わりを告げる使者たちです。
そう言えば私の庭でも今朝突然に小さなDaffodilsたちが顔をだしました。春がきたのですね。
スコットランド出身の彼は寒い北の国でDaffodilsの訪れにどれほど心なごんだことでしょう。
彼の描いた水仙の詩を皆様へ贈ります。
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,
Becide 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.