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" 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... "
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The American Whig Review, 14. kötet

1851
...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 gloomy wood, Their colors and their firms, were then to me An appetite : a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter...

The Literary Reader: For Academies and High Schools: Consisting of ...

Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 408 oldal
...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 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...

The Complete Poetical Works of William Wordsworth, Late Poet Laureate

William Wordsworth - 1851 - 727 oldal
...: the tall roek, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, * Theee Poems ore now printed entire. Their colours and their forms were then to me An appetite, a reeling, and a love, Tliol had no need of a remoter charm, l!y thought supplied, or an; interest Unborrowcd...

The Modern British Essayists: Talfourd, T.N. Critical and miscellaneous ...

1852
...wat all In all — 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...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 Tlnborrow'd iVooi the...

Hamilton, the young artist

Augusta Browne - 1852 - 176 oldal
...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 remoter charm By thought supplied, or...

The Wheat-sheaf; Or, Gleanings for the Wayside and Fireside ...

1853 - 416 oldal
...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 gloomy...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 Unhonourcd from the...

Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic

Beautiful poetry - 1853
...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 gloomy...forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrow'd from the...

The Wheat-sheaf, a Suggestive Reader: Containing Germs of Pure and Noble ...

Enoch Lewis - 1853 - 396 oldal
...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 gloomy...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 Unhonoured from the...

Poems from the Poetical Works of William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth - 1853 - 281 oldal
...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 gloomy...wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to ma An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor...

English Literature of the Nineteenth Century: On the Plan of the Author's ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - 1853 - 785 oldal
...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 gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms, were theu to me An appetite; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter...




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