I wandered lonely as a cloud

The world is great! The people laugh and talk, And make loud holiday. How fast they walk! I'm lame, they push me. Little Lisa went and I am lonely.

Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone;

Happy the man, whose wish and care, A few paternal acres bound, Content to breathe his native air, In his own ground.

It’s cold and it’s dark, In this place that I hide, I’ve built up these walls, I let no-one inside.