Nowadays,people are so engrossed in work enclosed inside the four walls of their room that they do not even find time to take a glimpse of the glistening water which reflects sun's rays and appears to be a starlit sky in the daylight. The depth of these ideas is inspiring and motivating. His book Young Emma was a frank and often disturbing account of his life before and after picking Helen up at a bus-stop in the near. William Henry Davies was born in Newport, Monmouthshire, Wales. From the description of stones as obdurate and perhaps unsympathetic things, Yeats moves on to explain the reason people become like stone: through self-sacrifice. It bemoans that modern man is enslaved by the rough and tough routine of his life and has no leisure to enjoy this dancing, smiling and swinging beauty. He diverts his attention from nature for worldly matters.
The Greeks personified the forces of nature as Gods. In 1911 Davies was awarded a Pension of £50, later increased to £100 and then again to £150. He travelled through many of the states, sometimes begging, sometimes taking seasonal work, but often ending up spending any savings on a drinking spree with a fellow traveller. In his view, man's life is quite miserable. So we should also look back and enjoy the beauty of nature.
Many of Davies' poems have been given a musical setting. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. He does have time to enjoy on nature's beauty, this has become hectic life without time to spare. Now here a plant blossoms and soon another there. But with the passage of time, physical part of his personality has undergone a big change. In old age it is laden with sorrow and misery.
In December 2012 a number of Davies' books, signed by the author, were found during a restoration of the cottage which had been instigated by the Friends of Glendower. In these concluding lines the poet regrets to say that ours is a poor life. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. The purpose of the poet is to reveal the fact that natural beauty is to be seen with the right outlook; it will help us look at things in what manner they should have been. Fearing the contempt of his fellow tramps, he would often feign slumber in the corner of his doss-house, mentally composing his poems and only later committing them to paper in private.
Due to rise of race,people have lost the value of human emotions. He particularly enjoyed walking with them along from the to the , near to their house, in. One can see the richness of wares in the bazaar. Life offers to modern man many gifts of richness and beauty, but man has no time to enjoy them. Next, we find sheep and cows can often be seen standing still in vast open fields and staring into a distance.
Materialism has changed our thinking. We are enslaved by hurry, worry and mad race for success. We must also find time to see the beautiful glance of a maiden and admire the skill of her dancing feet. People living a busy life would not possess the Leisure to stand under the branches of trees and keep gazing on and on like such ruminants: And stare as long as sheep or cows. Only Davies' lack of direct instruction prompted Cape to secretly keep the copies in a locked safe. In this way we can fill our lives with happiness. !!! This poem shows us all that even when you think your not missing out on anything, you actually are and it makes a difference in your life.
While passing through the woods, we must pause to se the squirrels busy in hiding their nuts in the grass. Youth is the sunshine, the spring time of life, which feeds on hope and ambitious tomorrow. We cannot enjoy the beautiful scenes of sunset and sunrise. From The Song of Life, and other poems, 1920. When nature changes,it is like a smile that starts from eyes and spread slowly to the mouth. Each line consists of eight syllabuses, four feet and most of the lines are end-stopped, without enjambment. Each and every individual is so occupied and busy with their day to day work, to achieve the larger objectives in life that they forget to notice the smaller things in life and the happiness they can derive out of these smaller things.
We should also stop by streams of clear water glittering like skies at night. Suppose some Beauty glance and dance in this wild atmosphere, then it would surely be a dance to see. He says without him his master can not live and he is a very important thing in the life of his master. A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. However, such beauties of nature are likely to be missed by people overburdened by anxiety and living a life of haste without any leisure, remarks : Streams full of stars, like skies at night. Everyday it helps his master by grinding flour and is his masters way of earning. On the other hand, if the reader is in the know, he or she is likely to be intrigued or impressed with the description, which consists of an oxymoron - an especially provocative one at that.
He is made fun of as being a funny old man. On the stage of life every man has seven acts. His body obeys all his commands briskly. Going to the city is like going to ones death. A musical adapation of the same poem, with John Karvelas vocals and Nick Pitloglou piano and an animated film by Pipaluk Polanksi, may be found on.
And although the son get his mothers heart the mother is still concern to his son because when Youth slipped the mother ask him if he he hurt. The poet deplores the sad fact of the life of the modern man that he has got no time to stand for a while and enjoy the beauty of nature which is present everywhere all around him. Suppose some Beauty glance and dance in this wild atmosphere, then it would surely be a dance to see. Sometimes I feel I should like to turn over on my side and die. Beauty begins smiling through her charming eyes and then it gracefully run towards her lips, the poet want to say that we are so much engrossed in our daily routine that we cannot spare a few moments but stop and gaze at the beauty of the beautiful nature. After he has played this part, he goes into the sixth age. William Henry Davies 1871-1940 in 1913.