Lyrical Ballads includes many poems of both authors, Wordsworth and Coleridge. “Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood” is the one I’ve chosen to trace the elements of XIX Romanticism in its lines. “Intimations Of Immortality From Recollections Of Early Childhood” There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
Apparelled in celestial light,
The glory and the freshness of a dream.
It is not now as it hath been of yore;--
Turn wheresoe'er I may,
By night or day,
The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
In this first stanza, there are plenty of images evoking nature because of it was the topic that Romantics of this period wrote as a hint of their philosophy that enlightened the wisdom of living and being close to nature. It is a call to go back to nature, to the simplicity of life due to the industrialization period that had already begun in the England of the last decade of the XVIII century. In the last line, the writer expressed freely his sentiment of despair for the capacities that he used to have and had lost when growing up
The Rainbow comes and goes,
And lovely is the Rose,
The Moon doth with delight
Look round her when the heavens are bare,
Waters on a starry night
Are beautiful and fair;
The sunshine is a glorious birth;
But yet I know, where'er I go,
That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
In this second stanza, he recurs developing the feeling of sadness felt because of the loss for the close contact with nature, through the images of simple elements of nature, such as the rainbow, the moon, the rose, the sunshine.
Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song,
And while the young lambs bound
As to the tabor's sound,
To me alone there came a thought of grief:
A timely utterance gave that thought relief,
And I again am strong:
The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep;
No more shall grief of mine the season wrong;
I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng,
The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep,
And all the earth is gay;
Land and sea
Give themselves up to jollity,
And with the heart of May
Doth every Beast keep...