“Come forth into the light of things, let nature be your teacher.”
- William Wordsworth
This quote was very inspiring because it said a lot to me. One thing that it said to me was if you push yourself to learn something it could be a lot harder to learn then just learning it naturally. If you find something that seems natural to you to do then it will be very easy on you but if you push yourself to do something that doesn’t feel natural, it just doesn’t work very well. Another thing that it says to me is don’t try to make yourself something that your not , because it can only lead to disaster and no one wants their life to fall apart just because they are trying to be cool. It is crazy what lengths people will go to just to try to fit in and they just try too hard to be liked by people. Maybe it’s the pressure most teens put on other teens, but once you find friends it doesn’t matter how you are they will like you for who you are. The last thing it tells me is that everything will make sense to you if you just stay open minded about things and not be so close minded. Close minded people seem to be stuck up and all neat and very judgmental, they don’t like to adapt to sudden changes. Its like they find a track and just stay on course, go through life working hard to make money but then they don’t have time to do anything, some even push their closest friends away. Open minded people seem like they can adapt well and they always have fun, they make the best of their day , look at the good things that happened and forget about the bad things. They almost never don’t get mad, the downside is that they don’t care about a lot, mostly go through life having as much fun as possible and with no regrets. This made me think for a little while and I just couldn’t find something to talk about and that’s why I chose this quote by William Wordsworth. You have probably herd this a million times but I have to say it again, be who you are and you will get the respect you want, but try and be something your not and you wont go anywhere.
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Thursday, January 6, 2011
Life of William Wordsworth
I read a biography online written by Glenn Everett , about William Wordsworth to find out more about
Wordsworth. William Wordsworth was born April 7, 1770, in Cockermouth, Cumberland. William was the second child of five children, his father was a law agent and a rent collector. His mother died in 1778 and William was sent off to a grammar school called Hawkshead. In 1787 he went to the St. John’s college, he liked to hike a lot, he hiked all over Cumberland, then two years later went on a hiking tour of France, Switzerland, and Germany. He trekked through the Wales, after he graduated. In 1794 he found his sister Dorothy, who became his companion and moral support, his friend, and housekeeper. In the 1930’s Dorothy had a mental and physical decline and William went away, a year after he met Coleridge and the two of them met very often. They became very close and stared to talk about poetry and started to plan Lyrical Ballads. William got married to Mary Hutchinson and they had five kids, after the death of two of his children in 1812 and 1813, he got a job as a stamp distributor. After he got this job he was financially secure. William started to make sketches and then moved to poetry where he found out he was very good at it, he soon became very popular and started to create short poems and then some long poems, he liked to write long poems so he began to make a long three part poem with 17,000 lines about, man, nature, and society. Soon inspiration failed him for this project and he just began to revise the prelude. William spent most of his later life revising this prelude which the critics argued if the 1805 version was better than the 1850 version. William met up with Coleridge and they toured the Rhineland in 1828. William was given a Doctor of Civil Law by Durham University, and Oxford did the same thing the next year. William died in 1850, his beloved wife published his prelude that summer.
Wordsworth. William Wordsworth was born April 7, 1770, in Cockermouth, Cumberland. William was the second child of five children, his father was a law agent and a rent collector. His mother died in 1778 and William was sent off to a grammar school called Hawkshead. In 1787 he went to the St. John’s college, he liked to hike a lot, he hiked all over Cumberland, then two years later went on a hiking tour of France, Switzerland, and Germany. He trekked through the Wales, after he graduated. In 1794 he found his sister Dorothy, who became his companion and moral support, his friend, and housekeeper. In the 1930’s Dorothy had a mental and physical decline and William went away, a year after he met Coleridge and the two of them met very often. They became very close and stared to talk about poetry and started to plan Lyrical Ballads. William got married to Mary Hutchinson and they had five kids, after the death of two of his children in 1812 and 1813, he got a job as a stamp distributor. After he got this job he was financially secure. William started to make sketches and then moved to poetry where he found out he was very good at it, he soon became very popular and started to create short poems and then some long poems, he liked to write long poems so he began to make a long three part poem with 17,000 lines about, man, nature, and society. Soon inspiration failed him for this project and he just began to revise the prelude. William spent most of his later life revising this prelude which the critics argued if the 1805 version was better than the 1850 version. William met up with Coleridge and they toured the Rhineland in 1828. William was given a Doctor of Civil Law by Durham University, and Oxford did the same thing the next year. William died in 1850, his beloved wife published his prelude that summer.
The Giving
Who would curse this beautiful piece of nature that looks down on earth, with it’s big arms filled with green colors of all different shades. We take so much and give back by taking more. Nature has only so much to give and we want more than it can give. It’s hard to believe that the same being that created this giving gift created such taking beasts. Not only did this being create these taking beasts it has cursed this gift by having it live throughout the spring and summer then in the fall it gets to the most beautiful scene most of us couldn’t imagine. We see it as beautiful and extraordinary, the tree sees death in the near future, come winter it will become reality. This curse has no cure, for people long for this glorious sight all through the seasons. They wait for it because it’s always different and then goes away like a small fish that just came face to face with its most fearful predator. It has a certain effect on some people that is just indescribable; it can make a mad man come back to sanity, unless it was the tree to cause this man to go mad. The tree is also a sneaky crook that can be trust worthy but also deceitful, it can cause damage things just as well as it can aid another tree back to life, or help a dying tree. The creator of both, the giving, and the taking beasts, was strategic about the way things are. The creator is giving but at the same time taking, showing that the tree’s innocence should not be tested. If the taking doesn’t temper with the giving, the giving would show that giving is much better than taking more then something can give.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
"A Whirl Blast from Behind the Hill"
Wordsworth is talking about a thunder storm, he says that there was this great blast behind the hill that made everything in the woods silent. Wordsworth describes hailstones pattering the ground so it must be a pretty bad storm. Wordsworth describes the leaves that have fallen and how they don't move, then a man that seems to make everything dance By making music with his pipe. I think this poem is about Wordsworth getting in trouble, because in the poem it tells you that he was sitting in an undergrove. It sounds like he might be hiding from someone, like maybe his father is yelling at him. The father is the storm that makes everything go silent and still.The hailstones are his arge and terror, how wordsworth is feeling under all this tension. His mother is the one that brings life back into everybody and everything.The music is her calming the father down and showing him how he was wrong to yell. Soon everything is back to life and Wordsworth comes out of his undergrove to see what had happend to the storm. Wordswoth has this wAy with his poems that he just makes it so I can understand them more. He gets me on some poems,and I am totally wrong when I reflect them. I choose this poem,because it thought it was a crazy all mixed up and wild one, but it wasn't all that I had hoped for. I have come to find out that most of his poem that sound interesting are not that interesting but the ones that don't sound interesting are the best ones. Thats one thing I like about wordsworth is that his poems are creative and not always boring. He makes poems seem more than just writing and ryming, he makes itseem like a new world. In most of his poems you get to see the world how he sees it. I'm glad that I got Wordsworth as my poet, because it has been fun, all the poems aren't too bad some are really great and I think I wouldn't have had this much fun with any other poet.
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