Poetry of Remembrance

 Daffodils - by William Wordsworth

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 leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but 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. 

To Daffodils - by Robert Herrick

Fair Daffodils, we weep to see
   You haste away so soon;
As yet the early-rising sun
   Has not attain'd his noon.
           Stay, stay,
       Until the hasting day
           Has run
       But to the even-song;
And, having pray'd together, we
Will go with you along.

We have short time to stay, as you,
   We have as short a spring;
As quick a growth to meet decay,
   As you, or anything.
           We die
       As your hours do, and dry
           Away,
       Like to the summer's rain;
Or as the pearls of morning's dew,
Ne'er to be found again. 

#My Comment:

Those two poems reminds me on one subject that I took on the fourth semester #if I'm not mistaken# with a legend lecturer ever #in the context of UM#. Well, she is eminent for her discipline, distinct way of teaching, but truly, we get something from that #if we compare with other poetry lecturer#. 

The two poems above have a similar object being criticize, hmm not really criticize actually, but more two the analogy of life. Both of them give a precious lesson to live our lives better.