 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...  The Living Age - Page 971912Full view - About this book
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pages
...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...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... | |
 | Edward A. Rice - 1853 - 326 pages
...thus early implanted in the mind of the young enthusiast, desert him in maturer years. Haunted him, like a passion; the tall rock. The mountain, and the...gloomy wood Their colors and their forms, were then to him ' The sounding cataract An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm,... | |
 | Edmund Patten - 1853 - 162 pages
...beholding this wonderful combination of beauties, combining the picturesque with the grand and sublime ! " The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountains, and the deep and gloomy woods — Their colours and their forms have been to me an appetite.... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1854 - 432 pages
...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...colors and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm By thoughts supplied, nor any interest... | |
 | Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1854 - 192 pages
...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...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... | |
 | Malcolm Andrews - 1999 - 260 pages
...sensuous refreshment. All his senses were alive to the forms, colours and sounds of the natural world: 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... | |
 | Nicholas Humphrey - 1999 - 244 pages
...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... | |
 | Carmela Ciuraru - 2001 - 276 pages
...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...colors 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... | |
 | Burton F. Porter - 2001 - 336 pages
...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...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 pages
...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... | |
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