Wind
Our speaker's down in the dumps, but that doesn't mean that he can't dish up some heaping spoonfuls of symbolism and imagery in this poem. Take the wind, for example. It's a weighty symbol that's m...
Nature
Nature was a biggie for the Romantics, and our man Coleridge was no exception. The speaker in this poem is not talking to us from his living room, after all. He's sat outside, observing the sky and...
Light
Good and evil, left and right, peanut butter and Nutella—you can't really have one without invoking the other. The same goes for all the darkness and depression in this poem. The speaker can't re...
Melody
Joy is just awesome, according to this poem's speaker—not that anyone's prepared to argue with him on that score. Still, he really wants us to appreciate just how awesome it is, which is why he s...