Name : Ervi Cintya Bella

Class : XI IPA I

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

William Wordsw orth

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.
Name : Wina Monicha
Class : XI IPA I

My Heart Leaps Up
William Wordsworth

My heart leaps up when I behold

A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
Name : Laskar Leprosula Al-Ghazali
Class : XI IPA I

The Spry Arms Of The Wind

By: Emily Dickinson

The spry Arms of the Wind

If I could crawl between
I have an errand imminent
To an adjoining Zone

I should not care to stop

My Process is not long
The wind could wait without the Gate
Or stroll the Town among

To ascertain the House

And is the soul at Home
And hold the Wick of mine to it
To light, and the return
Name : Melvi Artika Aziza
Class : XI IPA I

There's a certain Slant of light, (320)

By Emily Dickinson
There's a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons –
That oppresses, like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes –

Heavenly Hurt, it gives us –

We can find no scar,
But internal difference –
Where the Meanings, are –

None may teach it – Any –

'Tis the seal Despair –
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the Air –

When it comes, the Landscape listens –

Shadows – hold their breath –
When it goes, 'tis like the Distance
On the look of Death –