I Ll Go No More A Roving

Among all the literary works read so far, I found several of Lord Byron’s poems to be very moving and thought-provoking. I believe that the best poems that offered relevant knowledge for me to apply are Byron’s “Stanzas to Augustus”,” Stanzas for Music (“They Say That Hope is Happiness”)”, and “So We’ll Go No More a Roving” as they all provoked a strong response from me. As a maturing young adult, I’m at a critical phase where I need to define my identity in the world and through these poems I have found some knowledge to help me discover that with different perspectives on life. The poem “So We’ll Go No More a Roving” in my interpretation is a discussion about the struggles of aging. The message is simple, we humans often neglect the fact

The poem developed with harmonious rhymes beautifully as we started off with despair and shifted to optimism. The quote “In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, and a bird in the solitude singing” (Gordon 34) is incredibly empowering and I adore that optimism greatly. The unwavering resilience and ability to look for hope when hope is nowhere to be found is something that I aspire to embody. As I kept reading, I began to consider my own experiences under duress. In elementary school, I remember having a hard time accepting the passing of my father and I’d always blame my lack of a father for my shortcomings. For instance, my academic failures would be a result of not having a father to help as well. However, through swimming competitively I learned that success needed to be earned and from there my outlook on life shifted. I’m very grateful for the supporting cast throughout my life and am in their debt for providing me with the clarity to recognize my potential. It’s incredible how much intelligence I’ve developed from maturing since grade school. I used to be frightened by long division and algebraic equations in the seventh grade, but flash forward several years later and I’m having fun crushing Calculus problems. Clearly, I’m learning about the type of person I am and who I aspire to be every day, but this poem rekindled

It states that hope is happiness, but real love should prize the past. That is a statement that I agree with. However, the poet contends that all our memories consist of hope which has faded into the past where our true love is. So, is it even worth chasing our hopes if we know that we won’t be truly happy when we catch them? Once we accomplish our goals I contend that it isn’t worth it. In the pursuit of a goal I believe that we challenge ourselves to new heights with the belief that we will be rewarded with happiness. Unfortunately, once we have accomplished our goals our happiness that was instantaneously received, swiftly fades into an everlasting memory for us to reminisce about. We are cheated by the future as it manipulates us into believing that what we want in the present is what makes us happy later. What makes us happy and content is the cumulative moments in the past that weren’t always planned. Following our hopes means that we’re following a predictable road. Yes, it’s vital that we have some direction in our life, but many of our happiest moments occurred spontaneously. We should not rely on hope to bring us happiness, but we should take advantage of the mirage to be make us the best individuals we can be. Happiness is spontaneous, infectious, and fun for everyone so we must be bold and spend time with individuals that will