Williams Wordsforth
Strange Fits of Passion Have I Known by William Wordsworth Strange fits of passion have I known: And I will dare to tell, But in the Lover's ear alone, What once to me befell. When she I loved looked every day Fresh as a rose in June, I to her cottage bent my way, Beneath an evening-moon. Upon the moon I fixed my eye, All over the wide lea; With quickening pace my horse drew nigh Those paths so dear to me. And now we reached the orchard-plot; And, as we climbed the hill, The sinking moon to Lucy's cot Came near, and nearer still. In one of those sweet dreams I slept, Kind Nature's gentlest boon! And all the while my eyes I kept On the descending moon. My horse moved on; hoof after hoof He raised, and never stopped: When down behind the cottage roof, At once, the bright moon dropped. What fond and wayward thoughts will slide Into a Lover's head! O mercy! to myself I cried, If Lucy should be dead! In this poem the speaker is not explicitly addressed, so you have to imply. When reading this poem it becomes obvious that the speaker is William Wordsforth. This poem is about Wordsforth riding on a horse to his lovers cottage and the poem states the speaker's thoughts along the way. As the speaker is riding on his horse he is thinking about Lucy. There is also a part in this poem when the author addresses the moon. The moon in this poem is a symbol that represents the health of Wordsforth's love. The speaker's lover name is Lucy. As the moon descends Lucy health begin to g down hill as well. Death is felt in this poem as the moon descends further and further. It is not explicitly said that Lucy dies until you reach the very last sentence in the poem. At the end it is stated, "O mercy! to myself I cried, If Lucy should be dead!" In this poem the speaker explained how he had strong feeling for his lover, but at the end she died. The overall tone of this poem can be said to be sad since it is about death. Throughout this poem it is implied that the speaker will never stop loving Lucy, so the theme of this passage is that love is everlasting.
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