| 1851 - 776 pągines
...nature seemed to him all in all :— " I caunot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Hannted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood. Their colours and their forms were thns to me An appetite; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 pągines
...Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours tie lake, and at last he saw it glimmer through the trees, and lore That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the... | |
| 1852 - 354 pągines
...days And their glad animal movement!, all gone by) To me wat all In all — 1 cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion...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... | |
| Augusta Browne - 1852 - 216 pągines
...stealing through the glade, had sent refreshment to his weary soul." " The sounding cataract Haunted him like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood; Their colours, and their forms were then to him An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a... | |
| Nicholas Humphrey - 1999 - 244 pągines
...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 wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter... | |
| Burton F. Porter - 2001 - 336 pągines
...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 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... | |
| Steven Harvey - 2000 - 202 pągines
...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...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... | |
| Michael Benton - 2000 - 240 pągines
...passion: the tall tock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Theit colouts and theit fotms, wete then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love That had no need of a temotet chatm, By thought supplied, ot any intetest Unbotiowed ftom the eye. (Tmtetn Abbey, lines 76-84)... | |
| Zong-qi Cai - 2001 - 386 pągines
...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 the deep 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... | |
| Michael Benton - 2000 - 240 pągines
...passion: the tall tock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Theit colouts and theit fotms, wete then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love That had no need ot a temotet chatm. By thought supplied, ot any intetest Unbotiowed from the eye. (Timem Abbey, lines... | |
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