 | 1816 - 692 Seiten
...passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood Their colours and their form?, were then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, Sic. CHIT. RKV. VOL. IV. Nov. 1816. 3 T Wordsworth's Lyrical Baitai.lt, Vol. I. p. 195. \ Though in... | |
 | 1838 - 884 Seiten
...And their glad varied moments all gone by) To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was. Tho 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 lojjre That had no need of a... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 Seiten
...Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, v 4 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 supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its aching... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 378 Seiten
...thought, sentiment, and almost of action ; or, as it will be found expressed, of a state of mind when " 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... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 Seiten
...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.P. Beresford, Alexander Dedekind, Andrew Jameson, Auguste de Saint-Hilaire, Benjamin Kidd, Bouffier de Sauvages, Charles Bucke, Edward Latham Ormerod, Esq. Thomas Hale, George Hubbard, Harry Wallis Kew, Herbert S. Shorthouse, I. Hopkins, James Caldwell, James Cavanah Murphy, Lippi, M.M.M., T. Slevan, Thorsley, Travers James Briant, William Carr, William Dunbar, William Hyde Wollaston - 1820 - 474 Seiten
...REMARKS ON THE LAWS, CUSTOMS, HABITS, AND MANNERS, OF VARIOUS NATIONS. - The sounding Cataract Haunted mo like a passion ; the tall Rock, The Mountain and the deep and gloomy Wood, Their colours and their forms, have been to me An appetite. WORDSWORTH. BY CHARLES BUCKE. AUTHOR OF " THF... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1823 - 590 Seiten
...pleasure sweetens pain. A fine poet thus describes the effect of the sight of nature on his mind : " 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... | |
 | Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1823 - 590 Seiten
...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 oía remoter charm By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye." So the forms of nature,... | |
 | 1823 - 592 Seiten
...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 mountain, and 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... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1823 - 586 Seiten
...others regard only with admiration, he loved with ardour : • " 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... | |
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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 and... 
