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...sensuous refreshment. All his senses were alive to the forms, colours and sounds of the natural world: The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the...and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. This predominantly sensuous delight, touched...

...place."51 William Wordsworth, recalling his youth, described himself in love with form and color: ... the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy...and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.52 Writing in the 1790s, in the climate...

...Nature and the mountains were at this time "all in all" to him. In "Tintern Abbey" he writes, . . . the sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the...and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. So, with an eye trained on the horizon...

...their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the...and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. . . . Keats, too, celebrated nature, conceiving...

...their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the...wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me 80 An appetite: a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or...

...joys of sensations and a sense of intimacy with exrernal nature: . . . The sounding cataract Haunred me like a passion: the tall rock. The mountain, and...and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were thrn to me An appetire; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remorer charm. By thought supplied,...