16 Mar 2018

9th class summary Daffodils and Stopping by woods on a Snowy Evening

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Summary of poem Daffodils
Summary of poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening


Text of the Poem

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills.
 When all at once I saw crowd.
A host, of golden daffodils:
Beside the lake, beneath the trees.
Flutterina and dancinng i the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky-way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance.
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Outdid the sparkling leaves in glee:
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed-and gazed-but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch
I lie In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bills of solitudes:
And them my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
                  Poet William Wordsworth
We probably have moments in our life that we replay in our memory - images to which photographs or videos cannot do justice because they cannot capture our feeling. In this poem, William Wordsworth captures both the images and feelings concerned to a special moment in his life. The poem is a tribute to nature and its manifestations in all its glory. It beautifully presents before us not only the attractive and exciting beauty of nature but also the purifying and enduring impact of it on human beings.

About the Poet
William Wordsworth was born at Cockermouth in Cumberland, on April 7th, 1770. His passion for Nature is well-known. That is why he is referred to as the poet of nature. Wordsworth is a true worshiper and ardent lover of nature. It was a creed for him. According to him, nature is a teacher and preacher. In this poem, the poet has presented before us the healthy, ennobling, purifying and enduring impact of nature on human beings.

Wordsworth had a penetrating eye for the phenomena of nature. He observed the scenes of nature minutely, stored them up in his memory and recollected them on will to enjoy their beauty. The experience put him into a deep trance. His poetry is an exquisite expression of such emotions recollected in tranquility. Once, the poet was roaming the hills and the valleys cheerfully. He was feeling free like the high floating clouds. All of a sudden, he saw a host of golden daffodils growing in the margin of a lake. They were growing in great abundance. They were dancing and fluttering vividly in the breeze. They looked continuous like the bright stars twinkling in the Milky Way. They were growing in an endless line along the margin of the bay. The waves in the lake were playfully rising high. They also looked to be waving in a stately dance. But the dance of daffodils was livelier than that of the rising waves. The poet felt quite thrilled in the idyllic surroundings. He continued gazing at the panorama. The scene was so fascinating for the exceptionally sensitive soul that it became the permanent part of his memory. In solitude, whenever he recollected the scene, his soul, in extreme ecstasy, began to dance like the fluttering daffodils.

Stopping by woods on A Snowy Evening

Text of poem

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though.
He will not see roe stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep.
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
                    Poet Robert Frost

The poem points out at the attractive and exciting beauty of nature and simultaneously hints at the need to carry on with the daily affairs of life. The world of fantasy is very inviting. But one must maintain balance between the world of reality and imagination.

About the poet
Robert Frost was famous American poet. He was born in San Francisco on March 26, 1874. He was an internationally acclaimed poet who won the famous Pulitzer Prize for four times. His poetry focused on themes of nature in which he embedded the contemporary and philosophical issues of his times. He died in Boston on January 29, 1963.

This poem was written by a well-known American poet "Robert Frost". It is generally regarded as Frosts masterpiece. The speaker in the poem is a traveler by horse on the darkest night of the year, who stopped to gaze at a woods filling up with snow. The snow was gently falling and covering the whole landscape. He stopped to enjoy natural beauty of the forest. The poet says that he knows forests owner who lives in a village; he could not see him stopping there. The horse of the poet would think it strange to stop by woods because there was no farmhouse between forest and lake. The sound which he could hear was of the blowing winds and falling flakes of snow. The horse moved the bells of harness in order to confirm whether his master has made any mistake. The scene of forest was very charming but poet remembered his promise which he has to fulfil. He has yet to travel a long distance before he may go to bed. While he is drawn to the beauty of the woods, he has obligations which pull him away from the allure of nature.

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