this autobiographical poem is written in blank verse by William Wordsworth. He wrote the first version at the age of 28 years and continued during his long life without publishing. It was published three months after the poet’s death in 1850, and was entitled by his widow Mary. It is not an external autobiography of poet, but it is an internal autobiography. He holds the record for the growth and development of the mind of the poet with the help of beauty and fear. In this poem, William Wordsworth recalls his experience of childhood that was enriched with the magic of nature. For him, nature is a better master, and under his teaching, soul, heart and mind growth occurs. Therefore, she transcends the male spirituality.
in the first book of the prelude, the poet speaks of his childhood and the time of school. Flame nature to a mother, and each time it in the lap of the mother, feeling happy and free like a bird. In addition, he lived in London, but his life seemed to be unnatural. The poet describes his contact with nature at the age of five. He always played with nature in Cockermouth. In Kankshead, he and his colleagues used to take part in a variety of games. In this book, which recounts how was fed and raised by the various ministries. Nature is a master for him, and under his teaching, understanding the rules and became himself spiritually as well as mentally. He accepts that their powerful weapons are fear and pleasure.
William Wordsworth us familiar with his childhood and wandering. He enjoyed much with his long spell of bathing in the river. Its long bathroom increases your pleasure and attraction to nature; for she has cold water sweet color, rhythm and test. The poet felt a great joy to play with him. Sometimes it worked in Sandy fields and jumped through tombs flowers. At times, he stood just under the blue sky in the middle of the enchanting rocks and hills glowing with bright rays of the Sun. Under such innocent pleasure, he understood that a boy of Indian Red coming from the hut of her mother to a naked savage in the shower Thunder sport. His bath in the river and wander in the company of valleys, hills and mountains provide a healthy pleasure that helped him grow and develop your mind and soul. The poet reminds them due to linking nature or spiritual world. In addition, still gives you more joy and pleasure, and the poet is capable of expressing or write his autobiography internal.
in his childhood, used to play different games with classmates. At the age of ten, he used to take Woodcock on the high hill sides under the light of the Moon and how he used to take hold of a bird that was caught in the trap of someone else. He was busy in such actions to the nature. The nature looked you and him excluded from such unfair acts through fear. The poet felt that a low breath followed him continually and persistent. Your search resulted in a fear of annoying him and do it again.
his other sport was stealing eggs from birds. With his young friends, went looking for high hills, and sometimes, they found him hanging just above the nest of a Crow. At that time, it was a strange and terrible sound of the wind against the Hill. The sky and the dark and gloomy clouds used to giant over support with a horrible look. He felt pure problems. One thing, I must admit that kids like steal eggs and play with them. Its main cause is the color of the eggs that actually attract children. The other is nature that teaches the child through fear when you’re alone. At the same time, nature pursues him and puts in his mind the fear that he may not repeat such acts.
to steal a boat, nature emits it a pure problem. They stole a boat and you move it over the Lake. He saw that his boat was moving as swain in the Lake. Apart from him, going by the mountains that really a great pleasure to him. All of a sudden, heard the sound of the sides of the mountain echo because the teacher (nature) did not accept the action. Admitting as a warning, he came into consternation. Sometimes, he found a huge black-and-white raising his head behind the range of hills. Nature as a strange and horrible creature with his will and his power followed him without pause. Under such consternation, he was brought into the same place where you stole the boat. He was overwhelmed by fear and ran back with a pensive mood. His mind was always chased by such huge forms that fostered his soul with fear.
your game was skating on the ice. Remember he, along with other friends, who moved on skates around the trees and hills. Sometimes he became friends and pursued them. You agree that nature followed him when he was alone. The echo of sounds of skates from the trees and the surrounding hills rising gave him pleasure innocent. He used to enjoy in the lap of nature. He gave turned jocundly turns and turns. This always excited company that understand the pursuit of nature.
is the nature that allowed him to play in his lap and express his love for her. Although he was grown up, he did not forget those sprees and memories of childhood that made this easy and cheerful materialist world with a touch of nature. Poems about natural objects show its gratitude to her.