Self-Recorded Poetry Reading
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
British (England - East Anglia, Cambridge, Hertfordshire) British (General)Transcript
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two roads diverged in a yellow wood and sorry I could not travel both and be one traveller long. I stood and looked down one as far as I could tow, wear it, bent in the undergrowth, then took the other as justice fair and having perhaps the better claim because it was grassy and wanted wear there was for that the passing there had worn then really about the same on both that morning equally lay in leaves No step had trodden black Oh, I kept the first for another day Yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubted if I should ever come back I shall be telling this with a site somewhere. Ages and ages hence two roads diverged in a wood and I I took the one less troubled by and that has made all the difference. I wandered lonely as a cloud that floats on high over valleys and hills When all at once I saw a crowd Ahh! 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 stretch to never ending line along the margin of a Bay 10,000. So I at a glance tossing their heads and sprightly dance the waves beside them dance. But they outdid the sparkling waves and glee. A poet could not but be ***. In such took and company, I gazed and gazed little thought what wealth the show to me had brought for often. On my couch, I lay in vacant or in pensive mood. They flash upon that inward eye, which is the bliss of solitude and then my heart, with pleasure, fields and dances with the daffodils.