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I have chosen this characteristic attitude of the Romanticism era because I have always loved the beauty of nature. I have tried to not destroy it but to appreciate all the different aspects of nature. I have tried to enhance nature by living green and planting trees and flowers whenever I can. I have always been amazed at the different seasons. I have found that nature is different everywhere I go. In the north the spring time lasts a lot longer that is does in the south. In the north you have only one garden season as to having three garden seasons here in the south. The other time of year that is dear to my heart is the autumn with the colorful leaves and the cooler temperatures.
When I was reading the "Nutting by William Wordsworth" I was taken back to my youth when I lived up north in Wisconsin where the spring time, which was one of my favorite times of year would last at least three months. The smell of the fresh air, the birds starting their nests all this came back to me when I was reading this poem. Just as Wordsworth would as a boy "with his huge wallet over his shoulders and the nutting-crook in hand would head toward the far-distant woods", my brothers and I would have pails and garden shovels in hand and head for the woods not to gather nuts like Wordsworth but to gather wild berries for the pies that mama would make and maybe some wild flowers that we could plant in our flower bed by the house.
The way Wordsworth was describing what he was seeing brings the reader into the story just like it did with me. He has a way of describing nature that you almost smell those flowers that he found beneath the trees. When he played with the flowers I could see me doing the same thing. Once when I went into the woods I saw a patch of violets like he wrote about "the violets of five seasons re-appear". Then on one of my other outing into the woods I came across a small trail of water. I followed it until got a little wider and the ground beneath seem to drop a short distance. The flow had gotten faster and like Wordsworth wrote "where fairy water-breaks do murmur on forever: and I saw the sparkling foam" that is what I was seeing. I had decided to set awhile and watch the water bubbling and moving. As I watched the water I also was just admiring the nature around me all that peace and quiet. I could see and hear the chirping of the Red-wing blackbirds. To this day whenever I hear the Red-wing blackbirds (which are not that often around here) it takes me back home and that lazy day when I sat and listened to nature.
When Wordsworth wrote "sweet mood when pleasure loves to pay Tribute to ease; and, of its joy secure" he brought the reader into the story to take a good look at nature as it should be. He did "dragged to earth both branch and bough" I could see where he was upset and he did not want to "confound my present feelings with the past". He really only wanted to remember the beauty of nature as he had seen on this day. As he was ending his day nutting he saw the edge of the woods coming closer and saw more of the sky. When it was time for me to go home I really had to push myself to leave the beautiful nature behind. But I knew I could go again another day.
When I was reading "Ode to the West Wind by Percy Shelley" this took me again back to Wisconsin. As the spring and summer wore on it was soon time for the weather to start to get cooler and the leaves to turn colors "yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red" as Percy Shelley wrote in "Ode to the West Wind". Autumn is my second favorite time of the year. This is when Mother Nature gets to show us all the colors that she has for us. In the cool evenings after the chores were done we would sit in the grass and watch the "winged seeds" as Shelley called them in the story, watch where they would land. Shelley wrote the best description of spring I have ever read;
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 adours plain and hill
with those words you could see the future for the "winged seeds".
Percy Shelley saw the autumn and winter as the "Destroyer and Preserver". In autumn all the leaves died and fall to the ground to cover the seedlings to protect them till the spring. Shelley wrote about the approaching storm from which "black rain and fire and hail will burst". With the words of black rain and fire and hail can't you just see Mother Nature letting the whole sky just open up like one of the storms we have had lately?
Shelley had also written about the "blue Mediterranean and being lulled by the coil of his crystalline streams" with these words he wants the reader to think of the calm waters that nature shows us from time to time. This reminds me of the first time I went to the east coast. I think the one thing I really enjoyed was just walking on the beach barefoot in the sand and looking out at the ocean and being amazed at the beauty of the nature around me. There is a cove on that beach where I watched the waves come in and crash on the rocks in the coves. As I would look around I could see old cottages along the seashore much like the "the old palaces and towers" Shelley wrote about in the "Ode to the West Wind".
Both of the stories "Nutting by William Wordsworth" and "Ode to the West Wind by Percy Shelley" have different meanings for different people by I hope you can now see the beauty of nature through their eyes and mine. These kinds of writings about the beauty of nature are needed for the unfortunate people that do not get the chance to see nature up close and personal.