In Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem, "Frost at Midnight,"
            the author believes that his son will have experiences very much different than his own:
            he will hear different stories (lore) and travel to places where the author has not
            been.
...it
thrills my heartWith tender gladness, thus to look at
thee,And think that thou shalt learn far other
lore,And in far other
scenes!
This father recalls
            that the only glimpse of beauty he saw growing up in a town was
            what he spied between buildings: sky and stars.
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For I was reared
In
            the great city, pent 'mid cloisters dim,
And saw nought
            lovely but the sky and
            stars.
(It is important to
            remember that Coleridge was a "first-generation" Romantic poet. Something that the
            Romantics wrote of often was their delight with nature: this can be
            seen not only in Coleridge's work—in particular (for example) The Rime of the
            Ancient Mariner, but also in Wordsworth's work, and then in the works of the
            second-generation Romantic poets: Byron, Shelley and
            Keats.)
Coleridge imagines the "glimpses" of nature his son
            will have (and we can infer that Coleridge will be at hand to guarantee these these
            "interactions" that he did not have as a child). His son will know
            the uncontrollable breezes that go where they wish—"By lakes and sandy shores," and
            around the crags of mountains, and "beneath the clouds." In essence, Coleridge believes
            his child will learn early to speak the...
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...eternal language, which thy
            God
Utters, who from eternity doth
            teach
Himself in all, and all things in
            himself.
God will instruct
            the boy and help to shape the man he will become. In this experience, the seasons will
            be a delight to the boy: the grass, the birds, the snow, and the "sun-thaw" of dawn.
            This is what the author dreams for his son.
It is easy to
            appreciate Coleridge's concern that his son's experience be different; if you recall, he
            notes that he only ever saw what little of nature came to him while
            he looked to the sky between tall buildings. His observations of nature came to him much
            later, and Coleridge wishes that an appreciation of these things will grow within his
            son, as the child himself grows.
 
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