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lafel catine

Model: Flux Realism

Prompt:

hills with blooming snowdrops, red hyacinths, pink hyacinths, bluebells and daffodils, among bloo...Show more
Scale: 3
Steps: 28
Seed: 2128032986
Width: 768
Height: 672

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That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
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Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
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What wealth the show to me had brought:
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Which is the bliss of solitude;
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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.
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that floats on high o'er vales and hills,
when all at once I saw a crowd 2,
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.
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out-did 3the 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 4,
they flash upon that inward eye 5
which is the bliss of solitude 6;
and then my heart with pleasure fills,
and dances with the daffodils."