William Woodsworth
William Woodsworth proved to be an easier read for me. Woodsworth wrote about nature and the common man and their experiences. Seeing as how it was not as political as others we have read like Helena Williams, I was able to enjoy it more. I was particularly fond of his poems from Lyrical Ballads. The poems in this selection were just about men and their life experiences. My favorite poems were Simon Lee and We are Seven. In Simon Lee I liked how Woodsworth described the old man who was barely hanging onto life and his wife and how they could barely take care of the little land that they owned. But, no matter all the odds against him he was still happy and did not let lifes challenges make him miserable. "The tears into his eyes were brought,/ And thanks and praises seemed to run." Even though the old man was the weakest in the town and had no money, when Woodsworth helped him he expressed extreme gratitude and did not hold contempt in his heart for the way that the townspeople treated him. I like this becuase I think that this can be translated into today's society. For example, I was at the airport one day and a lady said that she needed to get home she had no money and she just needed money for a cab. So I gave her forty dollars and she said that was not enough, she was not grateful for what was given to her. However, the man in this poem was happy that someone stopped to help him pull the root out of a tree.
I also liked the poem, We are Seven. This poem was about a young girl who was asked about how many siblings she had and responded seven, although five were only living. "O Master! we are seven/ But they are dead; those two are dead/ Their spirits are in heave/ T'was throwing words away; for still/ The little Maid would havev her will/ And said, Nay we are seven" The girl no matter if they were dead still held on that there were seven of her and her brothers and sisters. I can see where the girl is coming from because she knows they are dead but there will always be seven of them. My interpretation is that even though someone is gone their spirit still remains with you. You do not forget about them and the girl is carrying her dead brother and sister with her. Letting their memory live on.
William Woodsworth proved to be an easier read for me. Woodsworth wrote about nature and the common man and their experiences. Seeing as how it was not as political as others we have read like Helena Williams, I was able to enjoy it more. I was particularly fond of his poems from Lyrical Ballads. The poems in this selection were just about men and their life experiences. My favorite poems were Simon Lee and We are Seven. In Simon Lee I liked how Woodsworth described the old man who was barely hanging onto life and his wife and how they could barely take care of the little land that they owned. But, no matter all the odds against him he was still happy and did not let lifes challenges make him miserable. "The tears into his eyes were brought,/ And thanks and praises seemed to run." Even though the old man was the weakest in the town and had no money, when Woodsworth helped him he expressed extreme gratitude and did not hold contempt in his heart for the way that the townspeople treated him. I like this becuase I think that this can be translated into today's society. For example, I was at the airport one day and a lady said that she needed to get home she had no money and she just needed money for a cab. So I gave her forty dollars and she said that was not enough, she was not grateful for what was given to her. However, the man in this poem was happy that someone stopped to help him pull the root out of a tree.
I also liked the poem, We are Seven. This poem was about a young girl who was asked about how many siblings she had and responded seven, although five were only living. "O Master! we are seven/ But they are dead; those two are dead/ Their spirits are in heave/ T'was throwing words away; for still/ The little Maid would havev her will/ And said, Nay we are seven" The girl no matter if they were dead still held on that there were seven of her and her brothers and sisters. I can see where the girl is coming from because she knows they are dead but there will always be seven of them. My interpretation is that even though someone is gone their spirit still remains with you. You do not forget about them and the girl is carrying her dead brother and sister with her. Letting their memory live on.
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Wordsworth is easier than Blake probably because he uses plain language to convey his message. I liked Simon Lee as well, as it was a good message on accepting your circumstances and making life count anyway.
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