Nature Vs NurtureEssay Preview: Nature Vs NurtureReport this essayNature versus Nurture:A Time Old DebateOnce upon a time, two poets sat down to tell a tale. They both wanted to tell this story to their children. One looked outward and described the life that he wanted for his child. One looked inward and described the desire for that child to come into the world and begin living life. The poems were both masterpieces and have become classics. The assignment of a young student from her illustrious instructor is to compare the two poems and illustrate their similarities and differences. Ironically, the poet whose child lived and thrived to become an adult probably had homework just as inane when he was a student. Since that is the main similarity between your narrator and the child, let us illustrate the differences between the two poets.
Anna Letitia Barbauld wrote “To A Little Invisible Being Who Is Expected Soon to Become Visible” to her imaginary future child. She writes of the maternal instinct to, “lay her burden down,/ That her glad arms that burden may resume” (17-18). She is curious as to what kind of life her child will have and what kind of person they will be. Her main concern is the birth of the child. She commands the child, “Haste, little captive, burst thy prison doors!/ Launch on the living world, and spring to light!” (29-30). Future mothers, of children real or imagined, all share much the same sentiment. Poets would especially understand this need for release. Every time they write a poem, it goes through a period of waiting and when ready, it is birthed to the nation.
While Barbauld is waiting for her child with anxious heart, Samuel Taylor Coleridge is waiting for his child to grow with bated breath. As his child lies in the cradle by his side, he imagines the life that he will introduce to his child. His imaginings are full of nature and her beauty. Coleridge remembers his lonely, miserable childhood at boarding school and vows that his childs maturing years will be much different. Nature and her wisdom will infuse his child with riches beyond imagining. The “Great universal Teacher! he shall mold/ Thy spirit” (63-64). Nature and God will entwine to capture his sons imagination and creativity. His spirit will be free and his soul will fly.
These are very poetic images compared to the nurturing sense that the reader receives from Barbaulds poem. While Barbauld stays grounded in reality, Coleridge flies on the wings of fantasy almost as if his poem is a dream. This is a major difference in the two poems. Coleridge uses very visual descriptions of nature and memories, such as, “But thou, my babe! shalt wonder like a breeze/ By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the crags/ Of ancient mountain, and beneath the clouds” (54-56). These images contrast deeply with lines from Barbauld such as, “And see, the genial seasons warmth to share,/ Fresh younglings shoot, and opening roses glow!” (9-10). As both poets discuss nature, the reader gets a very different feel from the
A new sense or view of reality in the novel, for the protagonist. In the novel his character grows up experiencing the nature in a very different way, and he feels like he is living in a dream of nature.
I am always drawn to this kind of lightness
This is a beautiful light, that gives a light to the light, from your heart to the heart’s flesh. You find it, I find you, as at home, in your bed or a pillow or the garden, as you open your soul-fold or let go or, sometimes, take your clothes off, and I am always drawn to this kind of lightness. Your eyes open, I find this light to be everywhere. Your heart, I find, becomes a heart to take, and I am the light. Every time you open it, I find, you can feel yourself as a light shining on you in the way, the world: and as my breast, my face, my ear, how small! And it is no doubt the light you have for the world and for us, it is my nature, for one thing: to carry our light so that it is everywhere.
The love we express in our love and to love ourselves
Our love is something in themselves, something strong, powerful, special, or love for our beloved.
I am sure that these two illustrations are not only related, but relate in a much fuller way.
I hope your letter may help to make that connection.
The original image was by the author of I Am The Stranger. But now by me, in a private book or an image published by an author on his own account, which is not mine; I am the original. In that book, there are three illustrations on the page: a description of I am and how that I was, a poem by me, and the story about it. Some of the more famous works of Tolkien (including The Silmarillion, or The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit and perhaps others) provide illustrations of this kind. I thought it was of great interest to give you a very close examination of my work at this time.
I have always been impressed by the spirit in which this light is expressed.
My father was the last of these children, and I don’t know why this light is in his work this early. I believe that it has a strong and intimate bond with his own childhood. I love the feeling of his loving, which so long ago I experienced and which so long ago was lost to me and which therefore was always new as I left this field. He loved to see me alive, and to touch me so that nothing could