In “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud,” Wordsworth’s speaker experiences blissful joy at the sight of daffodils “dancing in the breeze”; Emily Dickinson’s “Hope is the thing with feathers” conveys blissful resilience through gentle, uplifting imagery; In “Ode to a Nightingale,” Keats momentarily achieves blissful escape through wine and poetry (“My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains”); Mary Oliver’s “The Summer Day” ends with blissful wonder: “Tell me, what is it you plan to do / with your one wild and precious life?”; Rumi’s ecstatic poetry often expresses blissful union with the divine (“You are the source of my life”); In “Song of Myself,” Whitman celebrates the blissful interconnectedness of all beings (“I am large, I contain multitudes”).