And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended
I love the rawness of this line, the idea of human blood, suspended in time. It is a vivid and compelling addition to the piece.
And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended
I love the rawness of this line, the idea of human blood, suspended in time. It is a vivid and compelling addition to the piece.
my dearest Friend
The intended audience of the poem is revealed.
f eye, and ear
There is a lot of alliteration in this poem ("of eye, and ear...the guide, the guardian")
And the round ocean and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man: A motion and a spirit, that impels All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods And mountains;
Repetition of "and" emphasizes the continuity and abundance of nature.
The still sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue.—And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime
There are many juxtapositions in this piece. The author jumps from happy to sad imageries and tones over the course of a few lines.
The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood,
This imagery is breathtaking.
Nature
Nature is capitalized here, as if it is a person, or a sentient being of some sort. I wonder if the author was trying to emphasize its liveliness.
The Hermit sits alone.
It is interesting how the line ends with the word "alone", and then is met with an empty space. Not only is the Hermit alone; the stanza is, too.
Which at this season, with their unripe fruits
This reminds me of Christina Rosetti's poem, Goblin Market. The vivid depictions of fruit are delectable and divine.
Five years have past
Five is repeated here, which leads me to believe that there is some sort of deeper significance to that number.