 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 Atlantic Magazine - Pàgina 4211825Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 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, 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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 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...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... | |
 | 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...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 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...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 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...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... | |
 | 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...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 pàgines
...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 charrn, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 pàgines
...pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements ail gone by,) To me 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 wood, Their colours and their forms,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 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...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 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...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... | |
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