...to the consolations this place represents. His consciousness of need comes out in the second stanza: These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have...to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oh, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them In hours of weariness,...

...them the focus of his atrention in "Tinrern Abbey": These beaureous forms. Through a long absrnce, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and c1ties, I have owed to them In hours of weatiness, sensations sweet. Felt in the blood, and felt along...

...some hermit's cave, where by his fire The hermit sits alone. Though absent long, These forms of beauty have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's...sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart, The river is not affected by the tides a few miles above Tintem. (Wordsworth's footnote)...

...journal is a kind of history (429).8 Here is the diarist as partner of the voice of "Tintern Abbey": I have owed to them In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood and felt along the heart. (Lyrical Ballads 117) It is also the voice of Proust's Marcel, recorder of the sensation...

...— " These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to ma As in a landscape to a bind man's eye ; But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din Of towns and cities, I bave owed to them IB hours of weariness sensations sweet Felt in tha Hood and felt along the heart,"...

...that he has carried images from Tintern Abbey in his mind during his absence: "These forms of beauty have not been to me, / As is a landscape to a blind man's eye."65 The double negative of "not" and "blind" suggests a possible absence of perception and then...

..."Lines: Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey," Wordsworth has this to say on the subject of the past: "These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have...been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: The picture of the mind revives again: While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure,...

...mares, all bays and sorrels, in a big pasture and knew that no form of pursuit could be more animated. These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have...been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye. When I remember, though only through report, the seas of pristine grass that my forefathers rode out...

...creature we Must nurse to sense and decency, An English area comes to mind — we can hardly not hear Oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to [the landscape of the Wye valley] In hours of weariness, sensations sweet. Yet Auden evokes the ghost...

...natural beauty. The sights he once again beheld had nourished his mind since last he was there: . . . These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have...sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart . . . As they would do in the future: And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought,...