 | 1823 - 592 pagine
...sweetens pain. A fine poet thus describes the effect of the sight of nature on his mind : ' The founding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock,...the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forma were then to me An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm By thought... | |
 | 1825 - 500 pagine
...canvas, and so brings out in all their truth, and purity, and gentleness, his beautiful conceptions. " I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract...The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms, were then to me An appetite : a feeling and a love. That had no need of a remoter... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 pagine
...than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was all in all 1 cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pagine
...Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish da_i « And tlicir ong corse that shivers there Of him who cume to die ! ON A TEAR. OH! rtx-k The mountain, and the deep and gloom T wood, Their colours and their forms, were thru to Hutu... | |
 | Robert Smith - 1829 - 432 pagine
...than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The courser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements, all gone by) To me was...cataract Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock, T/ie mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite;... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1829 - 606 pagine
...her in town, where she speedily rose into fame. SPORTING SCENES IN INDIA, NO. V. The deep Jungle, , " The tall rock, The mountain and the deep and gloomy...forms were then to me An appetite, a feeling and a lore !" WORDSWORTH. WE were approaching the end of the hot weather ; not a breath of air nor a leaf... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 594 pagine
...was in his early youth, he proceeds :— ' Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements, all gone by) To me was...forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and alove, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 596 pagine
...was in his early youth, he proceeds : — ' Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements, all gone by) To me was...wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to mu An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 628 pagine
...was in his early youth, he proceeds : — ' Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements, all gone by) To me was...a passion : the tall rock, , The mountain, and the dtep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a... | |
 | 1834 - 864 pagine
...was in his early youth, he proceeds : — * Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements, all gone by) To me was all in all. I cannot paint \Vhat then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and... | |
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For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And 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 tall rock, The mountain, and the deep... 
