Fetch, sympathising Powers of air, Fetch, ye that post o'er seas and lands, Herbs, moistened by Virginian dew, A most untimely grave to strew, Whose turf may never know the care Of 'kindred' human hands! Beloved by every gentle Muse He left his Transatlantic home: Europe, a realised romance, Had opened on his eager glance What present bliss!-what golden views! What stores for years to come! Though lodged within no vigorous frame, His soul her daily tasks renewed, Blithe as the lark on sun-gilt wings High poised-or as the wren that sings In shady places, to proclaim Her modest gratitude. We parted upon solemn ground Far-lifted towards the unfading sky But all our thoughts were 'then' of Earth, That gives to common pleasures birth And nothing in our hearts we found That prompted even a sigh. We met, while festive mirth ran wild, Where, from a deep lake's mighty urn, Forth slips, like an enfranchised slave, A sea-green river, proud to lave, With current swift and undefiled, The towers of old LUCERNE. If foresight could have rent the veil Of three short days-but hush-no more! Calm is the grave, and calmer none Than that to which thy cares are gone, Thou Victim of the stormy gale Asleep on ZURICH'S shore! O GODDARD! what art thou?-a name- A sunbeam followed by a shade! Nor more, for aught that time supplies, The great, the experienced, and the wise: Too much from this frail earth we claim, And therefore are betrayed. And we were gay, our hearts at ease With pleasure dancing through the frame We journeyed all we knew of care- Our path that straggled here and there Of trouble-but the fluttering breeze Of Winter-but a name. He seems to have created an effect of having all poems classified as subjective, even if the author of the poems tries to make the poems about subjects.Lulled by the sound of pastoral bells, Rude Nature's Pilgrims did we go, From the dread summit of the Queen Of mountains, through a deep ravine, Where, in her holy chapel, dwells "Our Lady of the Snow." The sky was blue, the air was mild Free were the streams and green the bowers As if, to rough assaults unknown, The genial spot had 'ever' shown A countenance that as sweetly smiled- The face of summer-hours. William Wordsworth passed away in Rydal Mount, Westmoreland, England on (Bateson 5). Thomas De Quincy basically said that Wordsworth appeals to people’s emotions and tries to get people to think about their own lives. Wordsworth and his friend Samuel Taylor Coleridge made a book called Lyrical Ballads. For example, the poem The Ruined Cottage was about a woman who had loved ones die around the time of his brother’s death. The theme of his books usually was related to his emotions. In fact, he even said, “Readers accustomed to the gaudiness and inane phraseology of many modern writers, if they persist in reading this book to its conclusion, will perhaps frequently have to snuggle with feelings of strangeness and awkwardness”. William Wordsworth believed in writing in ways where people understood what they were reading. Many of William Wordsworth’s poems were about nature such as The Prelude, which compared a mother’s love to nature (Bloom 28). He also seemed to have a great description of nature and he focused on the “ Mind of the Man”. He believed that serious poems may describe “Situations from common life” and have normal writing styles. He believed that poems could be written in a plain style using everyday words that were easy to understand. Raisley died shortly after that and Wordsworth didn’t have to worry about money for a while. Calvert said he would share his money with Wordsworth. William Wordsworth met a man named Raisley Calvert who seemed sick. He also wrote the poem Tintern Abbey, where he seems to lose his optimistic belief when the poem states “nature never did betray the heart that loved her”. This poem shows that he lost his youthful creative mind. He wrote about his sadness in the poem Elegiac Stanza. He became very sad when his brother drowned. In 1802, he married Mary Hutchinson and they had five children. He became a student of the philosopher William Godwin. He wanted to get rid of the Monarchy by dissolving the churches. He went to France during the French Revolution and later became an enthusiastically radical politician. William Wordsworth received an education at Hawkshead Grammar School. After his dad dies, his uncles become guardians of him and his siblings. He didn’t spend much time with his father since he died after Wordsworth turned thirteen. His mother died when Wordsworth is eight. His father was a steward and an electioneering agent. He lived with his mother, father, and four siblings. His parents raised him in an upper-middle-class family. William Wordsworth came into this world on April 7th, 1770 in Cumberland, England.
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