This Lime- Tree Bower My Prison by Coleridge seems to show the maturity of a nature lover. From a man who wallows in self pity when his friends are out taking in nature to someone who says that nature is not restricted, Coleridge's marked change in attitude is amazing.
His tone is such that the reader finds himself relating to the poem. The poem is conversational.
The poem is a journey. A sequence of thoughts.
First, the poet is upset and indulges in hyperbole to highlight his self-pity.
Then, the poet slowly imagines what Charles and the others might be doing. His switch from self- pity to imagination brings a change in his pessimistic attitude. His imagination helps him recreate the journey for himself. Thus, he senses are awakened and he feels what he might have felt. His imagination takes him on the journey. He sees what Charles must have seen, feels what Charles must have felt, that reawakening of his senses make him slightly more optimistic.
He is then able to feel happy for his friend Charles. He realizes that Charles needed to experience nature. He needed the relief that the memory would bring him when in the city. Coleridge's finds happiness in his friend's joy.
Next, He realizes that even in the bower, nature expresses its self. The beauty of light reflecting itself on a leaf is enough to make him feel beyond the physical. He realizes that nature cannot be restricted. Nature cannot be confined to any one place. One can find nature everywhere.
In the end, Coleridge acknowledges the fact that for a true lover of nature, "no sound is dissonant which tells of Life". Even the croak of a rook is beauty for the true lover of nature. In this way, one only needs nature (which can be found anywhere) to be able to transcend one's self.
With this acknowledgment, comes a sense of enlightenment.
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