 What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought...  Lyrical Ballads: With a Few Other Poems - Pagina 206di William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 210 pagineVisualizzazione completa - Informazioni su questo libro
 | 1892 - 890 pagine
...eyes and thoughts towards it with a fresh attraction and a new-born ardor : — The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, 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... | |
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - 1844 - 312 pagine
...harmony, the precious music of the heart, they have, they know it not. Or speak to them Of scenery — the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms ; which were to the poet in his youth An appetite, j feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter... | |
 | 1844 - 612 pagine
...beautiful — they too little rejoiced in the simple untaught sense of the world's loveliness, having " No need of a remoter charm By thought supplied ; or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye." They were too apt to connect all the beauties of nature with the associations... | |
 | Christopher Legge Lordan - 1844 - 296 pagine
...those, whereof " The colours and the forms are unto us An appetite — n feeling and a love Which have no need of a remoter charm By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye." I expressed regret that, by obtruding, I had broken the spell which had bound... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 pagine
...varied moments 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,...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrow'd from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 pagine
...movements all gone by) To me was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataraet Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain,...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is part, And all its aching joys are now no... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 pagine
...: the tall root. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy ' Their colours and their forms, were thf в An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.— That time » : And all its aching joys are now no m"i?.... | |
 | 1845 - 328 pagine
...I*nenbury, Mass., Feb., 1845. YOUTH AND MANHOOD. 1 CANNOT paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, 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... | |
 | 1845 - 916 pagine
...— 1 The sounding1 cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rook, The mountain, and the deep gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms were then to me An appetite, a feeling, and a lovo That had no need of a remoter charm By thought supplied, or any interest Utiborrowed from the... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 pagine
...varied moments 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,...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrow'd from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more,... | |
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