Lines from The Lay of Last Minstrel (Summary)

The poem has been composed by a great poet Sir Walter Scott. He is very famous for his ideas about patriostism. 

      In this poem the poet denounces, the person, who has no love for his active land. Unapatriote is one who has no love for his native land so a person who has no love or emotional attachment with his mother land, The poet tells him a dull fellow. He says that when a person cow es back his country from foreign tour, if no loving passion. No. Singer composes songs in his praise. He deserves no sympathy. He may be very rich person, he may hold the highest post, he may be very powerful, but in spite of all his wealth and nobody will respect him to the care of heart. Because he is always absorbed in his own selfish motives and has done nothing for the welfare of his country.

     According to the poet such unpatriot dies double death. The first death is physical when he is buried in the dust. The second death is in the sense that no body remembers him after his death. Nobody composes songs in his praise. Nobody mourns at his death. In other words he is totally forgotten by the people.

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Sonnet Composed Upon Westminster Bridge (Summary)

Sonnet Composed Upon Westminster Bridge (Summary)

   The beautiful sonnet has been composed by William Wordsworth. He has been regarded as the port of nature in English Literature. His poetry is full of natural scenes. The view of London from Westminster bridge, at dawn, inspired Wordsworth to write this everlasting person.

    In this beautiful sonnet, poet paints before us the beautiful picture of the city of London. Which he happened to observe from the Westminster bridge in the early hours of the day. The city looked very beautiful, as the complete silence was prevailing over the whole city. The poet is greatly impressed by the beauty of the city. The towers, ships and the buildings were visible and glittering in the mist less or smokeless air. He also saw the sun rising up. The opening rays of the sun were touching the peaks of hills and villages. The river was also flowering very smoothly. It seemed to the poet that not only the people but even the houses of the city were sleeping. The whole London city was absorbed in complete silence and it seemed as if the whole city of London was wearing the garment of the beauty of morning.

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