Compare And Contrast William Wordsworth And I Wandered Lonely As The Cloud

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Have you ever read a 19th century poem and been bored to tears? They had a tendency to drone on and leave you feeling completely bewildered. That is until a man named William Wordsworth decided to breathe soul into the art of poetry. William Wordsworth was an influential English Romantic poet who helped launch the Romantic Era in literature. He believed that poetry should be more than just a collection of words, but a divine emotional experience. It should be rich, and full of imagination. His poem, “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud,” is the quite possibly the pinnacle of his feelings, and a spark of inspiration to two other Romantic poets, Percy Shelley and Lord George Gordon Byron.

“I Wondered Lonely as a Cloud,” creates a beautiful scene …show more content…

Wordsworth chose a light and carefree type of emotion, and Lord Byron chose a mellow and relaxed tone; Mr. Percy Bysshe Shelley chose quite the opposite of both. Mr. Shelley’s poem, “Ode to the West Wind,” is very untamed and passionate. It shows not only a brilliant zeal of adventure, but also a seemingly reserved respect for underlying power. This is voiced in the first stanza, “O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being, thou from whose unseen presence the leaves dead are driven like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing. Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red. Pestilence-stricken multitudes! O thou who chariotest to their dark wintry bed the wingèd seeds, where they lie cold and low, each like a corpse within its grave.” The phrase, “breath of Autumn’s being,” personifies the west wind in unique way. Stories and poems have often been written about seasons having their own personality, but never about something behind the seasons that give them true life. On the flip side, we see the phrase, “…leaves dead are driven like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing. Pestilence-stricken multitudes!... they lie cold and low, each like a corpse within its grave.” This leaves the reader feeling a bit on edge. We acknowledge that though the west wind is the very life of the beloved autumn, it also stirs a deeper meaning to what dies in the path of the oncoming winter. But again returns the eagerness of the changing seasons. “Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow her clarion o’er the dreaming earth, and fill. Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air. With living hues and odours plain and hill.” This line comes from the falling action of the poem, but with no such falling feeling. The reader is lifted up into the grandeur, hope, and renewal of Spring. We now have seen both sides of the magnificent wind; the power that drives the seasons, and the playful adventure that tickles our cheeks when strolling outdoors. “Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere.

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