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Tintern Abbey

03:20 Feb 25 2008
Times Read: 757


In keeping with the Wordsworth theme, I read "Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey" aloud to a friend who'd been there before. It is a beautiful long poem written in blank verse. The sounds of the words feel gorgeous on the lips and I love the prose-like sense that iambic pentameter can deliver when there is no rhyme scheme.

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In this piece, he again visits his love for nature and its influence on him throughout his life. The beauty around Tintern Abbey has been an inspirational and calming influence upon him even while away. He recalls running through the hills while a youth, and appreciates his more mature focus as he stands beneath a sycamore and feels the poignant sting and call of time linked through this one copse.

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A Commentary

22:15 Feb 23 2008
Times Read: 787


I was asked to do a commentary of this sonnet, helping it to be better understood. It happens to be a favorite of mine, so I jumped at the opportunity with glee. Angelus asked to be mentioned as the student, and I was pleased to be teacher. Thank you for your request.



Wordsworth's "The World Is Too Much With Us"


The world is too much with us; late and soon,

Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:

Little we see in Nature that is ours;

We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!

This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;

The winds that will be howling at all hours,

And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;

For this, for everything, we are out of tune;

It moves us not.--Great God! I'd rather be

A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;

So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,

Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;

Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;

Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.



My commentary:


“The world is too much with us…a sordid boon!” this was written in 19th century and is a Petrarchan sonnet…which means it’s likely going to pose a question for us. He is talking about a theme in a lot of his own poems and those of his contemporaries: We have become too focused on what is materially important to us, having lost touch with the natural world and the spiritual world. The word, “boon” is archaic and means “gift” but he’s called it a sordid gift. Giving away our hearts for nature and the spiritual world was a dark gift with consequences.


“This Sea…out of tune” I love this…it’s so gorgeous. He uses rhetoric to show a dramatic image of the gifts of nature that we should gather up like flowers into a bouquet and admire and appreciate as the gifts they are. But we miss them because of our focus on the material world. We are out of tune with what truly matters.


“It moves us not…less forlorn” He uses a strong metaphor here for his time. Not popular in a Christian 19th century English world to yell that you’d rather be a pagan. Why does he do it? Because in the pagan gods, there was a connection to the actions of nature, a wonder at who and why we are. He longs for that spiritual wonder and awe and its tie to the wonder and awe found in nature.


“Have sight of Proteus …wreathed horn” Proteus was an early Greek sea god whose name suggests “First and ancient…the beginning” and Triton was another Greek sea god, a messenger whose horn commanded the waves themselves. Wordsworth is talking about his desire to see that kind of majesty in the scene laid out before him.


All in all, the poem has an anger and charges us all with complacency about the things in life that truly matter. His implied question is, “How do we change who we are now and become who we should be?”


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Angelus
Angelus
01:43 Feb 24 2008

..thanks teach.





 

Long Day

07:50 Feb 22 2008
Times Read: 809


Some nights I just wish

That I were a sock puppet

With a sewn-on smile.


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Theban
Theban
22:18 Feb 18 2009

Wow another great one.





 

Ringer Off

15:26 Feb 21 2008
Times Read: 899


Thinking of my friend

And how he reached out to me

But I wasn't there.


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Ockham
Ockham
15:31 Feb 21 2008

You're screening my calls,

And you won't get in the van,

Don't you like fulcrums?





Joli
Joli
15:38 Feb 21 2008

Your candy rots teeth -

Vagina dentata...SNAP!

Poor splintered fulcrum.





Irony
Irony
15:40 Feb 21 2008

Listening on phone

He is reading your haiku

I hear gentle sobs.





Joli
Joli
15:43 Feb 21 2008

His tears are the fuel

That makes my woe engine rev.

The toothy maw grins.





Ockham
Ockham
15:44 Feb 21 2008

I want no part of,

This nightmare of flesh and tooth,

Keep that maw away.





Joli
Joli
15:46 Feb 21 2008

But candy van man,

You waved your fulcrum at me

And woke Hungry Maw.





Ockham
Ockham
15:48 Feb 21 2008

Your words ring with truth.

I was wrong, and I lament!

Put pants back on, please.





Irony
Irony
15:48 Feb 21 2008

Look on the bright side

The slot machine brings true love

Dale Earnhardt awaits.





Ockham
Ockham
15:50 Feb 21 2008

Why do you think I'm,

Some dumb inbred redneck hick,

With NASCAR fetish? :(





Irony
Irony
15:52 Feb 21 2008

It is possible

That you have hidden desires

For Dale Earnhardt's slot:P





Joli
Joli
15:53 Feb 21 2008

Irony is right.

Stand behind Dale Earnhardt there...

Ockham, VEND, dammit!





Ockham
Ockham
15:54 Feb 21 2008

The fulcrum belongs to

Irony alone, NASCAR

machine stays empty.





Joli
Joli
15:57 Feb 21 2008

So what you're saying

Is that you're Out Of Service

And you just can't vend!





Irony
Irony
15:59 Feb 21 2008

Perhaps what he needs

Is some vending viagra

So he can perform:P





Joli
Joli
16:01 Feb 21 2008

I must confess here;

I fear the flavor buttons

And he's priced too high.





Irony
Irony
16:01 Feb 21 2008

Fulcrum dysfunction,

Though there is no shame in it

Still really tragic:(





Ockham
Ockham
16:03 Feb 21 2008

When I visit you,

You'll swiftly learn the extent,

Of fulcrum's prowess





Irony
Irony
16:05 Feb 21 2008

I am thinking that

Effectiveness depends on

How it is loaded:P





Joli
Joli
16:05 Feb 21 2008

That explains the van.

Sweet candy distracts them from

The floppy fulcrum.





Ockham
Ockham
16:07 Feb 21 2008

How is it loaded?

Filled with my adoration,

For my Irony





Irony
Irony
16:07 Feb 21 2008

I have to admit,

My weakness for chocolate

Means I won't notice:D





Ockham
Ockham
16:10 Feb 21 2008

Even if the lass,

Mocks me with a pinch of sass,

She's mine without doubt.





STABB666
STABB666
00:05 Feb 22 2008

Haiku Senryu?

I believe you mistaken

In word so clever






 

Perspective

15:22 Feb 21 2008
Times Read: 901


A bird in my tree

Sings though the morning is gray

And his wings are damp.


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Another

14:20 Feb 21 2008
Times Read: 905


My morning begins

Like a squeaky wheeled wagon

Pulled by a mad child.


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Irony
Irony
15:21 Feb 21 2008

That is glorious:D





Rictus
Rictus
23:12 Feb 23 2008

The last line struck me straight between the eyes. Powerful and alluringly accurate.





 

No Shy Laplander, He

10:17 Feb 12 2008
Times Read: 969


I miss the crisp notes

In your speech, barbarian.

Come plunder me now.


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STABB666
STABB666
14:24 Feb 12 2008

*rawr*





I'll get you while you're sleeping.





*flexes self under a loin cloth*





Joli
Joli
20:11 Feb 12 2008

So, it's about you, is it? Interesting. Anyone else? :)





captainglobehead
captainglobehead
23:33 Feb 12 2008

I had thought you were finally coming to your senses and calling to me...








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