 | William Francis Collier - 1862 - 550 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 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... | |
 | 1896 - 806 Seiten
...the banks of the Wye above Tintern Abbey he thus writes: — " For Nature then To me was all in all. 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. Moves... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1864 - 770 Seiten
...their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all — I can not 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,... | |
 | Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1864 - 358 Seiten
...their glad animal movements, all gone by) To me waii 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 me An appetite : a feeling and a htVe,... | |
 | Thomas Budd Shaw, sir William Smith - 1864 - 554 Seiten
...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 gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1865 - 504 Seiten
...fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, Ibid. 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,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 316 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 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,... | |
 | John Dennis - 1865 - 340 Seiten
...imaginative youth and touches the calmer and deeper feelings of the man. -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 me An appetite ; a feeling and a love,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1865 - 318 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 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,... | |
 | Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1865 - 252 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 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... | |
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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 supplied, nor... 
