This poem doesn't exactly have boundaries, it explores a world where man has made his own boundaries. to explain this William uses a pun:
"And much it grieved my heart to think
what man had made of man."
The poem is written in a contemplative tone where the persona is wondering if this particular experience with today's world, is positive or negative. imagery is used to create a link between nature and the world we live in today, to spring, a cheerful outlook on nature, to happiness and life.
"The budding twigs spread out their fan
To catch the breezy air;
And i must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there."
By Breanna Considine
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