My Sonnet to Mr. Collins

(I know RuthAnn has already posted about this, but here's my version).

I love my English teacher. I do. He is, however, completely horrible.
For our Romantic Literature Final, our essay was to write a sonnet, or an ode, to a character in Pride and Prejudice. We were supposed to use some Romantic Literature characteristics, and correct iambic pentameter. I almost cried. I have never written a poem before.

My first thought was to write to Darcy. What girl doesn't want to write a sonnet to Darcy? Then, I realized that I couldn't think of any Romantic Literature characteristics and Darcy. The only characteristic that kept coming back to me was nature, nature, nature(Romantic authors love it). While reading Pride and Prejudice, we had pointed out how sad it was that Charlotte had to "encourage" her husband to spend as much time in his garden as possible, just so she wouldn't have to see him.
My purpose was clear: I had to write about Collins in his garden.

RuthAnn wrote a wonderful sonnet to Darcy, so I was glad I stuck with Collins.



Upon observing Mr. Collins in his garden and encouraging him to continue therein:

Your joy of nature is a true delight.
Your steadfast care and thought should bring you praise.
You seem to garden with the best of might.
Your concentration makes the best of days.
We ask not why you spend your time in there,
We surely know the answer all to well-
To be with nature is a joy most rare.
You want never to leave, but there to dwell.
Dear Collins, sir, we beg you--garden on
Think not on lowly duties here in life.
Spend your hours there and leave, when upon
The sun has set and you return to wife.
The time spent with nature is eternal
Moving from this world to the supernal.