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Essay / I wandered alone like a cloud - 732
Nature is often a focal point for many authors' works, whether expressed through lyrics, short stories, or poetry. Authors are provided with a wealth of images and descriptions of the splendor of nature that they can reproduce using words. It is for this reason that the reader is most often confronted with multiple approaches and descriptions of the way in which nature is represented. Some authors tend to look at nature from a deeper, personal observation, such as in William Wordsworth's "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud", while other authors tend to focus on a more religious beauty at the within nature, as shown in Gerard Manley Hopkins' "Pied Beauty", suggesting to the reader that although everyone has their own beauty, there is always beauty in nature and that the beauty of nature can be uplifting to the human spirit both visually and spiritually. Both Wordsworth and Hopkins present the reader with a poem conveying the theme of nature. Nature in its variety, whether as simple as a streaked or multi-colored sky, from long fields and valleys, to more complex things like animals, are all gifts that we take for granted. Some never realize the truth of what they are missing by staying inside, obsessed with the loneliness and emptiness of their lives and not the beauty that currently surrounds them. Others tend to relate more to the fact that these beautiful gifts come from God and should be praised because of how His gifts have elevated our human spirit. Each writer gives us their own ideals of how to find and appreciate the true gifts of nature. In “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud,” William Wordsworth realizes his ideal of nature by using personification, alliteration, and simile in his poem to convey to the reader. how the beauty of nature lifts his spirits and takes him away from his boring daily routine. Wordsworth relates in solidarity to that of a cloud wandering alone: “I wandered alone like a cloud” (line 1). Comparing the cloud and himself to that of a solitary human in a low state of isolation, the author simultaneously compares the daffodils he encounters as he "floats above the valleys and hills" (line 2) to those of a crowd of people. dance (lines 3 to 6 and again in 12). Watch and admire the dancing daffodils as it floats connecting them to various beauties of