Lime-Tree+Bower

//**This Lime-Tree Bower My Prison**// One of Coleridge's conversational poems, this poem communicates Coleridge's deep love for Nature. It was written whilst he, the Wordsworths, his wife and dear friend Charles Lamb are holidaying in the countryside, staying at William Poole's cottage. Coleridge's wife has spilt boiling milk on his foot and this has meant that Coleridge is not able to join his friends on a walk through the surrounding countryside.


 * What is the poem about?

__STANZA 1 (translated):__

Well they left and I have to stay, This Lime-tree bower my prison! I have missed out on the experience of seeing the beautiful environment, that even when I'm old I would have remembered. They however, my friends, whom I may never see again are wandering happily along the hill-top edge, perhaps toward the roaring valley I told them about; it's narrow, full of trees and only dots of the suns raise reach the floor. It's slim trunk arched from one side of the valley to the other, like a bridge. This branchless ash tree, never usually shakes and is damp and old, however its leaves are now trembling from the force of the waterfall. And so my friends, look at the fantastic sight of the weeds that drip near the edge of the blue clay-stone.

What are the links to Romanticism? By Isabella. **


 * What techniques are used in this poem?

M.T's holiday homework thing: Translation of Stanza 3. ** (I couldn't think of another word for "charm"... a little help please???)

 Charm: aspiration, dream, vision (anna m)