Williams Wordsforth
She Dwelt among the Untrodden Ways She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! —Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. She lived unknown, and few could know When Lucy ceased to be; But she is in her grave, and, oh, The difference to me! This poem is about a man noticing the beauty of someone he likes. He uses the stars t tell how beautiful she is. In the poem a lot of sound is noticed, rhyme especially. This poem is in an ABAB, CDCD, EFEF format.This helps keep the rhythm going and makes it pleasing to read. The poem flows from line to line as if it were a song. In this poem there is slant rhyme as well as end rhyme. The poet uses the word one and stone in stanza 2. These word don't completely rhyme, but they are similar in sound. This is why these words are considered slant rhyme. All of the other ending words at each line are end rhyme. This poem varies in meters. Iambic tetrameter, and iambic trimeter are present in this poem. "And very few to love." This is an example of Iambic trimeter. The other lines are Iambic tetrameters. The meter and rhyme scheme of this poem and the meters keeps the rhythm and makes the poem very interesting.
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Three Years She Grew BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTHThree years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own. "Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse: and with me The Girl, in rock and plain, In earth and heaven, in glade and bower, Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain. "She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm Of mute insensate things. "The floating clouds their state shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the Storm Grace that shall mould the Maiden's form By silent sympathy. "The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face. "And vital feelings of delight Shall rear her form to stately height, Her virgin bosom swell; Such thoughts to Lucy I will give While she and I together live Here in this happy dell." Thus Nature spake—The work was done-- How soon my Lucy's race was run! She died, and left to me This heath, this calm and quiet scene; The memory of what has been, And never more will be. This poem by William Wordsforth is mainly about nature being personified. The first stanza discusses how nature thinks Lucy is the most beautiful person in the world and how it would like Lucy to be hers. In the next few stanzas nature also continues to talk about Lucy. Nature is basically saying how it wants to make Lucy a part of nature herself. The tone of this poem is basically happy. Admiring Lucy seems to make nature happy, and that is basically what this entire poem is about. It is as if nature wants to dedicate its life to her. In the very last stanza, nature say how she has fulfilled her promise. Lucy grew up and became a women, and eventually died. This is how Lucy became one with nature. In the end Nature is happy with itself.
The Tables Turned BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; Or surely you'll grow double: Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks; Why all this toil and trouble? The sun above the mountain's head, A freshening lustre mellow Through all the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books! 'tis a dull and endless strife: Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. And hark! how blithe the throstle sings! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. She has a world of ready wealth, Our minds and hearts to bless-- Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health, Truth breathed by cheerfulness. One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can. Sweet is the lore which Nature brings; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things:-- We murder to dissect. Enough of Science and of Art; Close up those barren leaves; Come forth, and bring with you a heart That watches and receives. In this poem Wordsworth is trying to be an influence on his friend. The poem states, "Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; Or surely you'll grow double". This makes it obvious that the speaker is trying to persuade his friend to do something. The speaker not only persuades his friend in this poem, but he does it while using some techniques in his writing. One of them is symbolism. Symbolism is used throughout this entire poem. In this poem the speaker uses light as a symbol to contrast nature's reason to that of a books. Light is literally something that helps people see. In lines 15-16 the poem states, "Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher". This means nature will help you help you see things better and bring you better experiences compared to a book. This poem also has an element of irony though. Woodsworth tells his friend to throw away his books and just experience things on his own, but it is obvious Woodsworth doesn't truly believe that. This is due to the fact that he wrote this poem, knowing someone would read it. It is ironic that he would tell somebody to stop reading a book although Woodsworth writes texts for people to read.
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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