Wednesday, May 25, 2011

To Nature - Samuel Taylor Coleridge

In this sonnet, Coleridge combines his Romantic sensibilities and his Christian faith to talk about worshiping God through going out into nature.

To Nature

It may indeed be fantasy, when I
Essay to draw from all created things
Deep, heartfelt, inward joy that closely clings;
And trace in leaves and flowers that round me lie
Lessons of love and earnest piety.
So let it be; and if the whole world rings
In mock of this belief, it brings
Nor fear, nor grief, nor vain perplexity.
So will I build my altar in the fields,
And the blue sky my fretted dome shall be,
And the sweet fragrance that the wild flower yields
Shall be the incense I will yield to Thee,
Thee only God! and thou shalt not despise
Even me, the priest of this poor sacrifice.

1 comment:

  1. When was this poem published... Pls share about that. I want to write dissertation about it.

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