I found the poem I was harping on about yesterday! Turns out I was close but still far off :] It's by William Wordsworth, apparently he's a "lake poet"...whatever that means.
The Daffodils
I WANDER'D 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
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