 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 pàgines
...movements all gone by,) To me was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataraft Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain,...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 joys are now no... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 pàgines
...like a man Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For-nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And...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 joys are now no... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 pàgines
...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...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its achingjoys are now no more,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 pàgines
...have I turned to thee O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now, with gleams of half-extinguish'd...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, Avnd all its aching joys are now no... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 pàgines
...Wherever nature led : more like a man Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the ti1ing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of...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 joys are now no... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pàgines
...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...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 joys are now no more,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 pàgines
...pleasing thought* That in this moment there is life and food For future years. And so I dare to hopa Though changed, no doubt, from what I was, when first...feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charrn, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 pàgines
...was all in all — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a pa»sien : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy...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 joys are now no... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pàgines
...thro' the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And...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 joys are now no... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pàgines
...thro' the woodi, How often baa my spirit turned to thee! 75 And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And...feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, 76 By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its... | |
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Flying from something that he dreads than one Who sought the thing he loved. 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... 
